Florescent green banners snaking
in the blue;
Polaris over my head,
such beacons of the kingdom
drawing like a magnet,
beckoning closer to ice smothered peaks
of estranged lands;
the incessant drum of the shaman,
ancestors screaming from my heart,
imploring me: “Remember this.”
Copyright Francis Barker 2020
The Elloe Recorder 
I have seen the Nothern Light a few times, but never as glorious as in the pictures… it’s truly a wonderful phenomenon of magnetism though
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Just beautiful! Your words swirl along with those incredible lights.
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The last couple of lines really resonate for me. A holy place for sure and a moment never to be forgotten.
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I had the best Northern Lights show during a visit to Alaska. When the poles are just right, we sometimes see it here is WA state, but it is pale and twinkling.
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The benefits of natural feats of beauty such as this, is that they will still be there once covid has cleared off. They often outmatch the beauty of any temporary, modern equivalent.
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Timeless beauty of nature which humans think they can override.
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Thank you!
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Your magnet is pointing due north – lights, stars, shaman – we are heading into the snow. Lovely imagery.
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Thank you!
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I enjoyed the visuals but that last bit- bam. Great finish.
the incessant drum of the shaman,
ancestors screaming from my heart,
imploring me: “Remember this.”
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Beautiful. Such urgency in the words.
I’ve never seen the northern lights. . .
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Oh, that ending! LOVE.
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Thank you!
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Thank you!
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Glorious image. Well penned. I like the last stanza especially.
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Thank you!
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Oh this is incredibly breathtaking! I have always wanted to see the Northern Light up close. But your quadrille is snapshot worth holding onto! 😀
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Thank you!
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You’re very welcome.
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One day, I will go up the North and see our Northern Lights. You described it so beautifully!
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Lovely poem with a beautiful photo. I’m sure witnessing the Northern Lights in person is an experience to remember.
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Beautiful image and words. The ending was climactic and sticks with you. I’m sure the experience of watching the northern lights would never be forgotten.
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The Northern Lights are so elemental they could indeed be a message from our ancestors – great piece!
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The link to ancestral memory is a potent one.
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Yes I think we underestimate it at our peril. Thank you 🙏🏻
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Thank you 🙏🏻
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Thank you 🙏🏻
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Thank you 🙏🏻
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Magical. (K)
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Thank you 🙏🏻
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Yes, it’s what links us to what we are.
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