The Celtic sea /
Hither and come in my silver boat earrings and wild hair
Reading Tristan and iseult in the border worlds
The painted little gypsy wagon by these periwinkle seas
Our long journey back to where we came from
The woodcuts are framed of sirens and alknost
I too am replete with birdsong that will make you forget yourself
Time too will be a map from where we are standing to a dreamed of horizon
Beauty has its proportions and meets us where we will it
The sea is casting its lot round our fingers
We are diviners of all wild magic and all fertile creativity here
Like that boy I married before you, I see with my own eyes
No one will come for us now in the new world we made of our ingenuity
Sat 18th Mar 2023 10:00
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh
I recently read somewhere someone say.. the Enlightenment was not about light at all. And should have been called The Endarkenment..
While the Dark Ages were not dark at all, but shining with all kinds of Light...
Sat 18th Mar 2023 09:48
'Beauty has its proportions and meets us where we will it'
It met me here...
Alknost new to me.. I found this though..
...the Alkonost and the Gamayun are mythological creatures with the body of a bird and the head of a beautiful woman. They derive from Slavic and Old Russian folklore, and are described as mythical beings that have the ability to mesmerize humans with their enchanting voices.
seems to fit... thank you...
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh
Fri 17th Mar 2023 08:57
Than you for a fascinating piece Mirabel.
I've just been looking up "alknost" and some associated articles.
I was brought up a Christian, and the connection between present-day Christianity and the ancient religions never ceases to amaze me.
I now view the disparaging use of the word "Pagan" by past and present Christian "authorities" to be ridiculous and dishonest.
Given the current state of the world, it seems the Pagans were much more in tune with, and respectful of nature than we appear to be.
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