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.”

Sunday, February 28, 2010

The Snow Moon

The full moon tonight is a SuperMoon. I have visions of Luna wearing a sparkling silver cape and brandishing a starlit bow and arrow, but in actually it is a scientific phase and not of the Marvel universe.

The Moon is at its perigee, when it is closest to the Earth during its monthly orbit. It appears about 14% bigger, and because it is also at its fullest, it appears *really* big. Super, actually.

I pay homage to Lady Luna with these pieces inspired by the FAE team Monthly Dare. February is known as the Snow Moon, one name amongst many, but I chose to reflect on this name because the effect of the full moon at its perigee shining over all the snow that has fallen this winter must be an utterly dazzling sight.

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Roses For You

somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look will easily unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands

~ee cummings

Monday, February 1, 2010

In Celebration of Wolfsong

Howling at the backside of the January moon, the Wolf Moon as it gathers into itself and yields to the next fullness, there is more tribute to be paid from the Fantasy Artists of Etsy. So with a wolfish grin, of course, may I present three very different interpretations, fascinating in their representations of legend, mythology, and spirituality.

Wolf Hunter Chain Maille Necklace by Athena's Armoury has a distinctive blending of European and Native American talismanic qualities. Deeper meanings lie hidden in the piece and old ways of living with the land and its inhabitants are revealed.

Star Stretch by Aquariann reverts to ancient connections with the gods; a respect for the power and strength of the animal, the reverent associations people made between nature and deities associated with the wolf.

She Offered Her Throat by Mermaiden Creations (that'd be me) is a sharing of a macabre Victorian story: 

Weary of words, of the needle and tame tea, she heard the howl and followed the call out into the Wildwood, under the exposed throb of the full moon.
Casting aside lace and pearl she offered her throat where Fear resides, to fang and fur and moonsong.
And apparently, it was delicious.

*edit to original post*
I was reminded of a song by Meatloaf which could have been the inspiration for this necklace (and maybe it was, in part, buried in my high school unconscious memories- thank you Renate of Stregata fame!)

On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?
Will he offer me his mouth? Yes! Will he offer me his teeth? Yes!
Will he offer me his jaws? Yes! Will he offer me his hunger? Yes!
Again, will he offer me his hunger? Yes! And will he starve without me? Yes!
And does he love me? Yes!
Yes! On a hot summer night would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?
Yes! I bet you say that to all the boys.