Ordering

we build how we see the Gods like amino acids build life selecting some Gods, leaving others only potentiality another life-path that could have been only what we choose is grammared by us pantheoned and token-bearing nourishing our lives with symbols who point the way to the unknowable Ones beyond what we know is possibility … Continue reading Ordering

Sea and Mountain, Body and Mind

I. sharp love / ἔρως ὀξύτατος as circles move through the grit of sensationwhat is within dissolvedmimicking blood, mirroring lifethe image of the mixing-bowlHekate's retinue of meandering spiritsthe root of all quenchless desirea growth that blooms, that shedsa red rose within the walled gardenwe hide from ourselves unspeakingshame nailing us, shackling us II. urgent love … Continue reading Sea and Mountain, Body and Mind

Reclaiming the Self Unadorned; or, Fleeing Pandora’s Division

Inspired by Porphyry’s letter to his wife Marcella, stories of Pythagorean women, Plato’s Gorgias and Alcibiades, Olympiodorus' comment on gender equality in his Gorgias commentary at 18.9, the myth of Pandora, things that happen in meditation that are not wholly communicable, and thoughts I have while doing dishes on why I haven’t worn makeup since … Continue reading Reclaiming the Self Unadorned; or, Fleeing Pandora’s Division

Dionysiodotes

each press of char and bone against divine skin the pool of ash yet warm your hands seeking unity until they are caked in it gathering the remnants of body like single notes into harmonic one the light still shining down burning with the fire of spent worlds of planets singed by Titanic suns life destroyed, all destroyed save the heart unremitting you heal the melodies your lips … Continue reading Dionysiodotes

Candles

I: Taper this candlethe color of meadblooming with morning lightmellow-sweet fragrancecotton wick yet whiteits sooty blackness divinedlong before my lighterhums electricto offer oil to Hestiato tip frankincensedrop by drop for Zeusas the wick keepsthe beeswax tameits fuel bridledby tight weave II: Jarred a wood wickflat as a fingernailthe candle's flesh whitestudded with fragrancewhen I lit … Continue reading Candles