For Acts of Speech, in the "public" (not performance) section, I'm writing a few poems that focus on intersections of myth, modern astronomy/cosmology, sometimes philosophy, and the Gods, with the core idea that on some level, the physical things I am discussing are symbols that can easily and smoothly connect to stories and concepts that are … Continue reading Light-Scattered Fire Upon Us
While commenting on quotations a few days ago, I said that my head was working out a poem about Platonism, Late Antique schools, and the prevailing circumstances. This poem happened last night while I should have been cleaning citation data. The next thing I knew, it was time for bed. Originally, I didn't want to … Continue reading Passing Down
I. To Elpis (Hope) Elpis, you remain in the jar, the potential of libations. Before words are spoken, on the tip of the tongue, among our racing desires, adventurous, grasping thoughts, you shine like a struck nebula, dispensing grace like flowers. You are the brightness we grasp, unseeing the Fates who know the topography of … Continue reading Maxim 62: ἐλπίδα αἴνει
A while ago, I mentioned that I would be working on a poetry chapbook because I want a nice, bound version of some poems I've written over the years so I can more easily access them on the fly. This is legit happening, so while I usually spend time here offering practical advice about shrine … Continue reading Poetry Project Updates
Kyklos Apollôn's listserv is not very active anymore (although I've heard the group is somewhat active on Facebook now). A decade ago, I wrote two short poems for use during the ritual, which was/is timed to occur when the sun rose at Delphi each Sunday morning. It was usually in the middle of the night … Continue reading Two Poems for Apollôn’s Circle
Artemis dances, encircling, turning. She counts out the shape of eternity. Her forms and movements, aionic measures, make the beginning and limit of all. Everything she does is with boundless grace, descending with vibrations like footfalls. Beyond those heights, marking sacred measures, her brother's firm count reflects her turning. She, the Hunter of Hours, captures … Continue reading For Eternal Artemis
A poem I wrote earlier in the week while de-stressing and that I revised this afternoon. TBH this is probably heavily theologically influenced by Late Platonism and a speculative-genre theogonic poem I'm writing.