Tag: Poetry
For Asherah, Queen of Heaven
In Hrana’s painting, you are brown, smiling, zaftig,
a sheaf of wheat for the goats in each hand.
My sister from ancient times. Queen of Heaven!
Mother of the Sea!
Phoenix Rising
Dragon races the night sky
Climbing ever higher
Towards the moon he rises
Breathing smoke and fire
No Wedding for Artemis
It’s April, and Artemis, Her long thighs
glowing brown and bare,
strides through the forest, almost silent,
Her sleek dogs with Her, silent too.
Call between the worlds
O Crone who travels between the worlds,
help me to imagine!
How, o how, will this beautiful world
call me once again
Calling on Persephone, by Penn Kemp
Blessed be the lost ones, those who
left, in our opinion, too soon, whose
time, they say, had come. Blessed
The Three Comadres, by Susa Silvermarie
I. La Vieja Machis
The wind lifts the wild, white mane
of La Vieja Machis, Lake Chapala Goddess.
She protects the lake from which she rises,
and guides the beings blessed to live
Summer Solstice
Spring falls into summer on a bluebell memory
like veils drift beyond a bride, or stars
born from fireworks spill from the sky,
and babies slither into waiting hands,
Explore Your Presence on the Island
A red watering can rests
in the greenhouse cobalt bounces
off its plastic roof.
