Musings and Ramblings

Once again my pagany/writery peeps! More open calls for submissions — you should check it out! There are other open calls on their website as well you might find interesting: one for Sekhmet, one for Mars and Aries, and one for Apollo.

So go check out ye all who do the pagan thing and the writer thing. It’s a good place.

I have a notion…

"For Valerie

All girls should have a poem
written for them even if
we have to turn this God-damn world
upside down to do it.

New Mexico
March 16, 1969”


by Richard Brautigan

I have a notion that I should say “Challenge accepted!” to our dearly departed Richard Brautigan. I won’t, because it’s not possible for me to write a poem for all the girls who live in this world, nonetheless…I’m going to devise a challenge for myself inspired by this short poem. Every day until the day of Halloween I’m going to write a poem about a woman in my life - either a woman I know or know of.

Yesterday I started with my great grandmother, whose name I don’t know and whose story I know very little about. All I know about her is that she was kicked in the head by a horse and suffered seizures afterward. She was put in an asylum and more or less abandoned there, until my grandmother went to see her some years later.

I haven’t been here in a while, and I may have deleted my livejournal, but when I saw this I thought it quite striking and wanted to share with the few pagan folk I have around.

True fact.

I’m thinking about pouring a glass of rum
And writing some before bed—
You know…
To get the ghosts out of my head.

And this one. ohmygodthisone.

This is perhaps one of my new favorite poems. The language and rhythm remind me of Shakespeare and the nature of the descriptions remind me of one of my favorite writers, Francesca Lia Block. It’s a beautiful poem, and a serious win.

Truly beautiful and vivid imagery in this poem for Hades, Greek god of the Underworld.

This is a winning poetic retelling of how Sif came by her golden hair and Loki’s lips were sewn.

3. Light

I saw you in the light, and I loved you.
I saw you in the light, and you radiated it.
I saw you in the light, and I danced with you.
I saw you in the light, and I kissed you.
I saw you in the light, and we lay beneath it.
I saw you in the light, and I gave you a child.

I saw you in the dark, and I hated you.
I saw you in the dark, and I raged against it.
I saw you in the dark, and I mourned our sons.
I saw you in the dark, and I was exhausted.
I saw you in the dark, and I remembered.
I saw you in the dark, and I remembered you in the light.

I saw you in the dark, and I loved you all the same.