At Byron Late night sidewalk,
drums,drumming,drumming,
an insistent,growing intensity,
a gathering crowd,
local identities and non-entities,
old hippies and feral folk,
an international flavour,
the backpacker brigade,
surrounding,surrendering,
the sound,the source,
the centre,
gyrating gypsied women,
jangling bellies bouncing,
pulsating,releasing,
from the blood,
bodies being being,
minds going,gone.
Tribal exhuberance.
On the fringes of the frenzy,
onlookers,scattered passers-by,
polite peoples,
British boys,
circling casually,curiously,
listfully longing for the beat still there,
here and now,always there,
always there,if we care,
always there,if we dare,
when pulsing and throbbing together,
a letting go,
forever.

John Stuart

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John Keith Stuart was born on the Far North Coast of New South Wales, and has spent most of his life as an English teacher in this area, known as the Rainbow Region.

He is the author of secondary textbooks, and has written extensively on English literature.

He is currently living in Byron Bay where In That We Share was written, during the wet months of the winter of 1999.

Sharing In That was written that same year and completed the following summer.

This was later followed by The Spirit Ascending, to complete the series.

His books can be purchased via this WEB site by clicking on the button below and going to our market.

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