Mist-clad in the light of the moonStarspun seekers – I search for thee!Faery light – I ask thy boonOf branch and thorn and Elder tree!Wood woven creatures, shadow weaversRiver keepers – come to me!Just beyond reachingNever in keepingSpirits of Faery – I call unto thee!Wind-hewn wildnessDark and brightnessSpiral enchantments – born of the sky!Cradle me … Read more
Goblin Feet— J.R.R. Tolkein I am off down the roadWhere the fairy lanterns glowedAnd the little pretty flitter-mice are flyingA slender band of grayIt runs creepily awayAnd the hedges and the grasses are a-sighingThe air is full of wings,And of blundery beetle-thingsThat warn you with their whirring and their humming. O! I hear the tiny … Read more
Neither substance quite, nor shadow,Haunting lonely moor and meadow,Dancing by the haunted spring,Riding on the whirlwind’s wing… — from A Faery Speaks by Sir Walter Scott Yesterday, I began a discussion about building an altar as a way to begin to connect to the Fair Folk in your home or garden. Of course, I realize … Read more
And though unseen on earth we dwell,Sweet voices whisper low,And gentle hearts most joyously greetThe Elves where’er they go. — from Fairy Song by Louisa May Alcott Before you start sending out your invitations willy-nilly to the Faery Folk, I would urge you to develop the habit and ability to deeply listen to your own … Read more
Lord Oberon – King of Wands,from The Fantastical Creatures Tarot,© D.J. Conway, Lisa HuntIt is by yonder thorn that I saw the fairy host(O low night wind, O wind of the west!)My love rode by, there was gold upon his brow,And since that day I can neither eat nor rest. — from The Fairy Lover, … Read more
Oh! dance with the Sidhe Under silvery moon! Word woven trance Is the light of their boon! Bear ye the hearts of all mortal men – Dance with the fey in the boughs of Green Glen! — Ferrashynn As we journey through this time of flowering and mirth, I’ve been discussing the somewhat controversial … Read more
Ta’Om the Poet© Brian Froud’s The Faeries’ Oracle The Trickster’s Songby Carmen Thompson I am the ChaseIn the DreamingI am the pitter-paddingAt your heels I am the splitting-stitchIn your side I am the windTranslating scent I am the slowing In your thighs My name is the snip-snappingOf the trap you run to I am the … Read more
Were we like the Fays That sweetly nestle in the foxglove bell. — H. Coleridge (1796-1849) From Beltane to Midsummer, the Faery Kingdom celebrates the intense, growing delight of Spring. With the guidance of Thalia, we are exploring the relationships between the Faery realms and flowers. Although I have warned you that the faeries are … Read more
O Solitude! If I must with thee dwell,Let it not be among the jumbled heapOf murky buildings; – climb with me the steep,Nature’s Observatory – whence the dell,Its flowery slopes – its rivers crystal swell,May seem a span: let me thy vigils keep‘Mongst boughs pavilioned; where the Deer’s swift leapStartles the wild Bee from the … Read more
Foxglove, Foxglove,What do you see? The cool green woodland, the fat velvet bee; Hey, Mr Bumble, I’ve honey here for thee! Foxglove, Foxglove,What see you now?” The soft summer moonlight On bracken, grass, and bough; And all the fairies dancing As only they know how. ~ The Song of the Foxglove Fairy, by Cecily M. … Read more