Featuring in our Underground issue, Merlin Fulcher’s poems go beneath the Soulton Long Barrow
Are we of the ground
Or from the Sky?
Our home so green
Our minds so high
Touched by the grace of God
Turned by hand with eye
From the solid earth
Grows our life
Divine
From waves to rocks
To hills to sand
We fell our eyes
On open ground
This patch between
Groves dense and grand
Where a home is built
From another land
For our loves, our youth,
Our dreams
Hand-in-hand
Then as hares
We ran
Take me to the fields
Lay me Flat
Beneath an oak
Where I can see
The Fields all yellow
Hear the birds
Sing a dream song meadow
And love me
In earth’s garden
Forever
Modern Air
The Moon
Hooked on perspective
My earthly fix
Better me now
And my terrestrial flux
Marrow spine
Brow heart
Solar plexus
She understood
Herself, it,
Me, more
Than any
Educating could
Keep watch
For the falling dreams
The Soulton poems and extract from Modern Air were published in the Underground issue in April 2021, with Phineas Harper's review of the Soulton Long Barrow by Sacred Stones and Greenstone Design
