A timely move back to the head of my list. Imbolc is the pagan celebration of life returning to the Earth after the "dark days." It is traditionally celebrated on Feb 1st or 2nd. Any of you girls fancy dancing skyclad under the moon in an English winter?
I thought not...
Pale winter sun lingers, lengthening each day, On twig and branch new buds begin to swell. Songbirds give voice, each striving to excel, Seed senses change in its deep bed of cold clay, Earth goddess weaves her magic to propel Reborn cycle of her womb along its way
Life returns in every tree’s slow thought, In pond and stream the dance begins again Spring flowers show, their purpose to proclaim A new season comes; winter’s reign is short And darkness no longer exercises any claim; Green growth dispels grey moods it brought.
Interesting piece of info, lovely poem and ARE YOU CHEATING ON ME???? LOL How are ya my sweet? I am so behind on email, I am sorry. Have a Great 2004. Did U receive my Christmas card? I never heard.
Great wealth of serene images of expectant loved inevibility in this piece, Ian. Beautiful! I believe I celebrated Imbolc in Arizona the last few days, the slow rains, fog, tints of snow combined with a few daffodils blooming always makes me appreciative of greening. :)
Still Living on my Feet is the follow up to Tichaona Chinyelu’s first book, In the Whirlwind, which was rooted in a sense of hard-hitting revolutionary black love. However, in this sophomore effort, Tichaona brings the revolutionary essence from deep
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
Love, Janet xoxoxoxo
TRASK
Rebirth in beauty!!
Love Tinka