Broken passage tombs,
scattered relics beneath.
Old bones and altars hold
the strength of Danu.
Carved inscriptions
endure in grey stone.
Feel cool air move past
your calves to carry you
to where soft light radiates
from large carved stones.
Did you ever think you'd
stand in the in-between, with
green mist to light your way
to the furthest altar, to find
what is left there for you?
Reach out to what you cannot see.
Hear the ancient ones. What do they
whisper to you before you rise?
Elaine is a poet, herbalist, educator. A new chapbook, Look Behind You, will be published by Flutter Press this fall. Her chapbook, The Heart is a Nursery For Hope, won first honors from Flutter Press in 2016. Most recently Elaine’s poetry and essays have been published by Crossways Journal, UCLA journal, Automatic Pilot, Sleep-ZZZ Journal, and similar journals. elainereardon.wordpress.com.
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