This short but intense poem is getting its first airing here. I rescued it from two books by Miranda Green: Celtic Goddesses: Warriors Virgins and Mothers (p 77) and The Gods of the Celts (p 35).
Before a name
Silver horses run on alien lands
guardians of gold hands and Ireland’s stories;
vigorous, the king of wood and word,
sexual, the bride of stone and roots.
Mortal is the waterbird, believing
that rivers shape-shift, carrying divine
spirits to a savage transformation,
to a form that forced a human birth:
crushing meaning; giving them a name.
Wow, this is so primal I love it! xo
Welcome back! This works very well, doesn’t it. Very fluent especially the 2nd stanza. You have mastered the ‘rescued poem art’.
Thanks Mike, I’m just dancing gingerly through jet lag! And thanks for the nice comment on the rescuee. It’s interesting; some work much better than others so it’s really pot luck. You have to hope for a nice bunch of words to choose from!
See you sometime, somewhere, soon!
what powerful verse.
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