Wednesday October 5th 2011 Tim Candler
Image - Benutzer:Thomas Ihle
Wonder if the Beaker
People stared at their Spelt, as I have been doing. I wonder if
they poked at the grains to see if there was at least a chance of
sprout. I wonder if they held tirades in their garden that
unnerved their Mockingbirds and sent their Blue Jays scurrying. I wonder
if they tied their smaller children to stakes and distributed them
evenly across their tilth to keep Dove at bay. And I wonder if they
imagined grotesque images of their bearded seed purveyors so as to
properly fix blame.
Amongst the Beaker People a style
of clay pot that looks like an inverted bell became fashionable. And
there is a suspicion, amongst those who are still able to, that the bell
shape may have had something to do with the fermenting of mead or beer.
From The Hebrides and Scandinavia, to Spain and Sicily, across Germany
toward the Steppes, these pots have been found by those who still like to
dig in the earth. Beaker people may even have built Stonehenge. So I
wonder if the New Me needs something like a henge to fill this wait.