Paul Muldoon




Easter Island

Stonehenge, Newgrange
Were engineered

By men who whinged
In slow motion

Thinking in terms
Of a stone’s throw,
	
They crept with sickles
To steal a kiss 

Under the mistletoe.
These islanders

Might winch for miles. 
To right abstractions

From the living rock.
No resurrection but

The Moving Stone
Compelled their homage.