This poem leans towards being a fable - based on a true story, but told as a fictional folk rendering. The definitions of terms and explanation on "Caulbearer" is at the close - you may have to read it twice - the second time after reviewing the definitions.
Enjoy!
<><><>horse ties beckon like street lamps in miasma air<><><>
Caulbearer of the clan beguiled,
elders speaking Araky rituals~
smoke filled, peace piped,
sweathouse transfixations.
A rusty wagon blathered
on a labyrinthine avenue, and
elemental oaks shaped rising visions,
emitting shadows – innocence sought.
Her Fylgiar whispered to Laib Olmai...
breathing miasma air, “She dallies with ease.”
Laib Olmai and Fylgiar muttered,
“Even her nantags discarded…”
Rolling past an antique postal office,
horse ties beckoning like street lamps;
shadowiness sousing through sinews,
flesh and bone – solemnity an ascription.
Clinching her caul parchment talisman,
she pressed it against fleshy cheek.
Kyldysin shook their engine – "A breach."
The sages warm hearth now departed.
To Christs’mases Eve, forgotten beer,
Kumyshka and melted butter to appease
lower world elementals. Raising chary heads,
the caul – her flesh - that nunysyuan.
Evil Yakut smelt hunting blood-stained cauly
tincture, driving his palisade toward her heart.
Tiermes’s lobbed his hazelnut to her Fylgiar.
He dropped it in the Well of Segais – "nair say..."
Feeling the stings of the kurg-enenilit; herSages sent
nantags, fresh parchment, and buryat cleansings.
Caulbearer of the Clan – The Major Koryak.
Standing by the warm hearth evil yakut laid to rest.
A Cauly birth is where the baby is delivered with "caul" and is considered a Shamanistic or Spiritually-blessed birth. Often a Caulbearer served as good luck to a "clan" or "family." The Caulbearer has a Fylgiar (elemental spirit - like a guardian angle) that is always with them. Thought to be innocent and pure - the Caulbearer has special spiritual qualities.
Araky (mildly fermented drink that gives hallucinations) rituals are old lore like the American Indian smoking).
Fylgiar is a spirit guide attached to the caulbearer.
Laib Olmai is a good luck God.
Kyldysin is the God of Fertility.
Kumyshka is a fermented drink provided to the underworld to keep them busy and away from the good.
Nuny Syuan is an honored marriage - something the lower world envies.
Evil Yakut is a "bad" or "evil" Shaman who likes to harm or play bad tricks on Good Shamans or Caulbearers.
Tiermes’s was a God of the Euro culture (Celts and Euros).
When the Gods walked among the people, there was a marvelous magical Well named Segais. The well was shaded by nine magical hazel-trees - they contained all the wisdom of the ages and were powerful talismans.
Kurg-enenilit are the "mocking shamans" of course they are not good.
Major Koryak is a Cossack Shaman that is not a trickster - they are the major figures of the higher world.
The Minor Koryak is a trickster - there are also Middle Koryak's.
Hope the definitions help rather than hinder.
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Going to come back and reread this before commenting beyond saying
that there is much to love and much to ponder over.
One thing giving me trouble is "caul parchment talisman." Could it be that you mean "cauled?" "Caul-like? Is the talisman made of parchment. . .metaphorically or for-real in the context of the story?
Not just meaning I am talking about, but sound and rhythm. Love to know your thinking re this, especially.
System will let me, I will commennt more later. May have to delete this to make it possible.
Admiringly,
Phyllis
Reviewed by Darkest Angel (Reader)
Reviewed on May 26, 2010
Your writing is excellent, Donna. It is one that would cause one to study, but that is a good thing--I am amazed with your words and phrase structure--intriguing with gems and discoverable treasures spread lavishly throughtout. Thanks for this one.
I'D LOVE TO SEE THIS 'SCENE' IN MOTION...ACTED OUT. THEN I PROBABLY COULD APPRECIATE AND UNDERSTAND IT BETTER. IN ANY CASE...THANKS FOR SHARING AND BLESSINGS, LOVE, JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
This really isn't about God or mice or supposed to be "nice" - lost is sometimes safe Erin...thanks for trying. Think of the read as using those "imaginary" words poets sometimes deploy instead of "real" ones, just for fun.
The word I see translating is caul... not god, not mice, not nice all, just what is. Enjoyed eschewing back into the piece with your definitions, Donna. I'm still lost, kurg-enenilit
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
that there is much to love and much to ponder over.
One thing giving me trouble is "caul parchment talisman." Could it be that you mean "cauled?" "Caul-like? Is the talisman made of parchment. . .metaphorically or for-real in the context of the story?
Not just meaning I am talking about, but sound and rhythm. Love to know your thinking re this, especially.
System will let me, I will commennt more later. May have to delete this to make it possible.
Admiringly,
Phyllis
Ron
This really isn't about God or mice or supposed to be "nice" - lost is sometimes safe Erin...thanks for trying. Think of the read as using those "imaginary" words poets sometimes deploy instead of "real" ones, just for fun.
~D.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen