A Lughnasadh Lament…
A Lughnasadgh Lament?
(or In the Time Before Lugh)
Oh Lughnasadgh – have you been canceled?
I remember a time before Lugh was born. This time of year was a time of great gatherings. Yet where is my great gathering? Where are my sisters, and mothers, my aunts and my grandmothers?
Where is Taliesker arriving in her great shadow of wings, turning the sky dark with her flocks of crows? Are the seas so poisoned and polluted that Se-al Kie is dead or harpooned and no longer navigates the sea currents to land ashore and step out of her sealskin?
I miss my sisters who follow the herds arriving with a great clicking of hooves as they step from their world into ours.
Thankfully I know these women as I was born between the worlds. I still hear their voices on the very edge – on the edge of twilight…on the…
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