Tag: transformation

Owls and Flowers in the Forest Out of Time

My dream begins in a forest at the edge of a stream. Massive trees stand above me. Their crowns reach for the light. The shade underneath them is cool and quiet and covered in deep moss. Roots larger than my body push aside heaps of […]

The Serpent’s Path

The Flowers are coming towards me carrying their trays of small pots and tiny bottles that shine like jewels. I have been waiting for this moment for my entire life, and time seems to slow as they walk across the stone floor from the door […]

Frozen River Song

Night between the trees Caressed by moonlight Stars speak to me of Where I am Not yet morning light My antlered guide Is Waiting here At the edge We are flying over ice The echoes cracking A new river Being born A man in furs […]

The Place of the Legless

I am the descendant of many lines of ancestors who helped to form opposing sides of some of the most storied armed conflicts in their history. Both sides of the genocide carried out against the tribal peoples of this continent under the name of Manifest […]

A Study in Ancestors and Rust

  The giant stands across the dark river with one foot on each side. Glints of silver can be seen in the waters that rush past between his feet. The darkness between them is the darkness of the night without moon. His eyes do not […]

Marwolaeth Y Duw Aur: A Lament for the Lost Marshes

Great Sorrow As the body on the bier Goes down   The river flows Annwn grows More distant   Dry rushes Where marshy ground once stood In peace   The river flows Annwn grows More distant   Red flags Waving eagle standards high In war […]

Digging For Giants

In the town where I live there is a hill. Apart from this hill, most of the center of town is flat. It sits across the floor of a small valley in a shape vaguely similar to an octopus suddenly thrust up onto the land. […]

Where did you go?

All through the long, dry time of bright light I have been waiting to feel the rain falling on me as I walk out into the mists that draw me to them. Grey blankets of fresh-smelling water mingled with cool air wrap themselves around me […]

Smoke and Ancestors

There are ashes on my keyboard. They sifted in through the windows when I opened them to let out the smoke from a too-hot cooking pan a couple days ago. They came in when I opened the door to let my beloved in after a […]

Olives and Ophiolites

I am Maikos Oikinios. Tonight I am standing at the top of my house watching the light dim across the valley. My family came here from the land where the Great Temple raises its stones up above the groves of green figs to the east. […]