My morning started off pretty rough, being awakened by the cries of a fawn and so finding its tiny sister or brother dead by our creek. Then, as I wandered back to the house, I discovered that, despite hours of work putting up ugly chicken wire cages, some animal keeps coming in the night; last … Read more
The First Roots Creep Up* by Deena Metzger (Healer, poet, novelist, playwright, b. 1936) I am learning to come upon the tree, slowly, to surprise it for the song its memorizing. The water runs up, the sap runs down and the tree chant knows the difference. The water has lived in the dark places, knows … Read more
Song of Beltane by Caitlin Matthews I am the calm, I am the quickening, I am the intoxication and the force, I am the silence, I am the singer, I am the stallion galloping to its source. I am the bright pavilion and the feasting, I am the wedding couple and the bed, I am … Read more
I love the poetry of Fiona McLeod, who was in fact a man named William Sharp. Those who follow the ways of Faerie know her well, for she wrote passionately of her dreams and encounters with the Fae. I chose today’s selection for its lighthearted simplicity, so perfect for a Springtime Sunday. I hope you … Read more
I offer this particular selection, because today is the 39th anniversary of my first Grateful Dead show (Dillon Gym, Princeton). It changed the course of my life forever. Thank you, especially you, Jerry. I’m forever grateful. Attics Of My Life Robert Hunter/Jerry Garcia In the attics of my life Full of cloudy dreams unreal, Full … Read more
Psalm 66 from Earth Psalms by Angela Magara Shout, shout with joy. Shout for the honor that is Life. Shout the greatness of the world. And the pleasure and pain of it. Ring the Universe with gratitude. For bulbs do burst to flowers and Seeds spring to life without labor, Enfolded in Time’s cloak. As … Read more
Flower God, God Of The Spring by Robert Louis Stevenson Flower god, god of the spring, beautiful, bountiful, Cold-dyed shield in the sky, lover of versicles, Here I wander in April Cold, grey-headed; and still to my Heart, Spring comes with a bound, Spring the deliverer, Spring, song-leader in woods, chorally resonant; Spring, flower-planter in … Read more
Craving for Spring (excerpt) – D.H.Lawrence Ah come, come quickly, spring! Come and lift us towards our culmination, we myriads; we who have never flowered, like patient cactuses. Come and lift us to our end, to blossom, bring us to our summer we who are winter-weary in the winter of the world. Come making the … Read more
Wandering Singers by Sarojini Naidu (1879-1949) Where the voice of the wind calls our wandering feet, Through echoing forest and echoing street, With lutes in our hands ever-singing we roam, All men are our kindred, the world is our home. Our lays are of cities whose lustre is shed, The laughter and beauty of women … Read more
For the 3rd year, I am delighted and honored to join in the ever-growing Brigid Poetry Slam. Throughout the blogosphere, everyone is invited to post poetry in honor of blessed Brigid, Goddess of Poetry on Her holy day. My contribution today is a beautiful selection that my sister used for an art piece she made … Read more