The first few lines occurred to me when I was praying to Apollon, and the remainder followed swiftly. The poem is free-writing because after I finished my prayer beads, I started thinking about the part of the Platonic Theology about Apollon and Helios (and so on); this is where it went. I often rush to … Continue reading Some Verses from Prayer This Morning
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Four Drops of Bay Oil
four drops of bay oil three together, the fourth alonecircling as they twistedsmaller circle inspirallinguntil they pressed together in contactlike prayer hummingwithin the mindlight descending victorious When I prayed this morning, the drops of bay oil I gave to Apollon caught the light, three grouped together, the fourth alone. I watched the smaller bit inspiral … Continue reading Four Drops of Bay Oil
Verses from my Teens
I spent most of today reading Acts of Speech aloud to do proofreading. At some point over the summer (not on the day I was aiming for in my annual goals, AKA eleven-ish days from now, because I don't know what I'm doing), the poetry book will be self-published, and I'll finally have a copy … Continue reading Verses from my Teens
A Prayer of Appeasement to the Eumenides
Here is a prayer I wrote quickly tonight. It will be offered to the Eumenides tomorrow during a Zoom-based ritual, but I would also like to share it here in case anyone else wants to pray to them. The focus of the poem is appeasement for structural injustices committed by ourselves and those who came … Continue reading A Prayer of Appeasement to the Eumenides
To Apollôn Agyieus
A prayer to Apollôn about COVID-19. May our families, friends, and communities be as safe as the Fates permit. 💌
To Alexikakos
Verses written after contemplating Apollôn's role as the one who brings and averts plague and sickness.
Truth (a poem)
What is this unstirring nectar,the gift we beg receivinga double serpent moving swift,laurel branches rustling,the scent of bay awakening,frankincense oil burning so delicateas if we inhabit a fractal floweropening up in vivid stillnessuntil it flows like that springstruck by Pegasus for the Mousaithat welled up to make all song.Is this nectar truth, yet ungraspable,so mind-tangible … Continue reading Truth (a poem)
To Rule
the bee chose sovereigntysweetest nectar of allin the yet-fragrant orchardpink and white blossoms giving forthlong before the fruit swelled goldall that could be givento rule and know the love of ruleand if this queendom fallsdevastation, devastation, collapse I posted this to Twitter on 27 February after doing the dishes, when I was thinking about the … Continue reading To Rule
To Mnêmosynê
Mnêmosynê of the lake shrouded in darkness star-patterned like Nyx we praise you brimming antilight who swallows harmony down like eternity drifting deep and helixing high words known ideas unuttered knives upon the tongue Time a steady exhalation a swelling deep within reflection without recognition ready to break into song ⛲️
