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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
6/23/2010 |
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Starry-eyed Predictions
by
Wynne Huddleston
On Midsummer's Eve hopeful
maidens may dream of their future
husbands, with wormwood
or yarrow tucked under
their pillows, and mistletoe
to stave off misfortune.
Calendula is for healing,
and Saint John's Wort,
for prophecy and protection. But
pick these flowers and herbs
at midnight, leave food for the
faeries and be quick
about the rites. For Grandfather
Time has fixed the hours
between day and night in Sun's
favor. The bonfire will soon die
to ash and Sun will wake early
to take Fire's place, but stay up
late to make a visit briefly over
the tropic of Cancer. Then the silver
Wheel of the Stars will roll on,
and Harvest will begin
his journey.
I love the theme and the ambiance created by your poem. As a child, I was fascinated by the "realm" of faeries, and elves etc... ...and since most people keep telling me that I "never grew up," I am still fascinated by faeries and elves etc... Thank you for sharing your gift, Wynne. Love and best wishes,
Regis |
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