The votary shares some news and a poem about the shift from summer to fall.
(Image description: An illustration of the goddess Brighid kneeling on the ground. She has curly red hair, with two plaits blowing in the air. She wears a dark cloak and green skirt, a gold halo around Her head. She is holding a bronze bowl with a flame in it. In front of Her is a patch of snowdrops and a snake coiled around a sword. Behind Her is a swan in the water and a piece of land with a copse of birch trees and silhouetted standing stones. A gold crozier is near Her. The white text reads: Brigid’s Light: Tending the Ancestral Flame of the Beloved Celtic Goddess. Edited by Cairelle Crow & Laura Louella.) Credit: Original image “Brighde” by Stuart Littlejohn, used with permission for the book cover.
Great news! I submitted a poem earlier this year to the Sanctuary of Brigid for an anthology and was accepted. The poem “The Guiding Star” is my contribution to Brigid’s Light: Tending the Ancestral Flame of the Beloved Celtic Goddess. This will be my first published work, and I couldn’t be happier about it! The book looks like it’ll be a really wonderful collection of essays, art, photos, and other offerings to Brighid. It’s available for pre-order here through Barnes & Noble and will be out Spring 2022.
Tease of Autumn
Cool, crisp air
A tickle of goose bumps
Delighted shiver welcoming
the chilling change
A flicker of illusory flame
against a tree’s pale bark
The orange-gold sunbeam
draws my eye
A moth to the flame
yearning for dark and light
It’s still a ways to go
beleaguered by old Sol
Harsh afternoon heat
No reprieve ‘til morn
Nature marks its own time
the sun’s slant a tick of the clock
An agonizing crawl
toward cooler days
The promise of earth and spice
time of decay and bounty
Gentle whispers in my ears
tales told by a missed friend
A glimpse of red-touched leaves
Joy alights my senses
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