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BLACKTHORN SPELL

The cracked wind
Azure blue.

A tumbled sky
Ivory-scented.

Ice
Ashes
Alabaster
The Hunter’s hand.

A collection of images that I have put on a small blackthorn bowl, revolving around the time of early Spring and the blossoming of the thorn. The bowl is not quite finished yet- I am adding a verse from Song of Songs in Welsh and working out whether to put the English translation on as well.

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Scribbled reminders.

A big mistake it is
To hold that life belongs
Within the certain bounds
Of ones that begin and end,
Live and die, generated, disintegrated.
That outside the skins of being
Are voids of senselessness.
Look bravely beyond the borders,
Yet fail to recognise reflections in mirrors:
Self is an organ
Not an organism,
A way of catching the light,
Ice floes on oceans,
A difference of density.

No matter how pink
The clouds of dawn:
The blackthorn blossom remains
White as snow.

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