Explorations Into Liminality
“and there came an arm and a hand above the water and met it and caught it, and so shook it thrice and brandished it, and then vanished away the hand with the sword in the water.”

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Wellaway Words for Wednesday

Pale, beyond porch and portal,
Crowned with calm leaves, she stands
Who gathers all things mortal
With cold immortal hands;
Her languid lips are sweeter
Than love's who fears to greet her
To men that mix and meet her
From many times and lands.

Algernon Charles Swinburne 1837-1909, The Garden of Proserpine

The Secret of Beauty Circlet

Persephone Dreaming Necklace


sherry ♥ lee said...

Beautiful poetry for your beautiful creations!!! ♥

stregata said...

Lovely, dear Mermaiden, crystal as the waves, shimmering in the light of sun and moon; fleeting, eternal...

Such a Wondrous Place this Faery Space said...

Just love your creations and choices for poetry! Blessings dear!

Athena's Armoury said...

That's quite a beautiful poem and I love that circlet: the peacock feather is gorgeous in it.

aquariann said...

The pretty words complement your gorgeous work so well!

The Josie Baggley Company said...

You certainly know how to conjure the right mix!-beautiful headress from The Wicked Hatress yet again! and those words they make me visualise woodlandy floaty faes gliding through the wil-o-the-wisp on the break of dawn.

Conjure me your button less I go mad

Michele Lynch Art said...

Beautiful, both the poetry and the artwork! xo

Such a Wondrous Place this Faery Space said...

See you at the party dear one! Blessings.

Kelly said...

I love the hats! A very fun post. Happy Halloween!