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.
A few verses about social media, opinion, and unknown ways forward.
Great Mnêmosynê, powerful Titaness, you hold the lake that bears your name. Many claim to know you, yet grasp only at ephemeral echoes within themselves. Your waters are a vessel reflecting Nyx back upon herself — you hold stars so deep within that they become abyssal, unending — what was, what is, what has always … Continue reading To Mnêmosynê