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issue one - samhain 2006

Samhein

by Rachael Clyne

At this Samhein gateway
crow claims entrance
her throaty rasp
saws into the silence
her jagged silhouette
sails low and straight
parting my hair
in the dank morning mist
with dogged wing-beat

Staring at the small brown mark
on the back of my hand
is my death staring back at me?
Or is it hiding in the dry skin
between my toes
and loss of nerve ends?

Everywhere I look
the possibility lurks
behind the curtains
in the midst of the jolly crowd
in the next cold I catch

Will it be a sudden power cut
or a steady dwindling of supplies?

Each winter
perceptibly weaker
fear of winters to come
will I survive the descent to her cave
and emerge with the snowdrops?

The tv responds
as the drama “Six Feet Under”
reaches it’s end
“You still don’t get it!”
says the dead father
to a son bemused
gazing together
at raindrops falling
“you are ALIVE!”
(be glad while you can!)

©Rachael Clyne

Innana’s Journey

by Rachael Clyne

One foot on the step
is all it takes to change a life
while the other lingers
in warm ochre dust

A foot on the step
presses stone-chill knowledge
from sole to knee in an instant
of Chinese whispers

That’s all it takes to the Great Below
neither cashmere shawls nor lapis beads
can retain your dignity

Memories of a lover’s kiss
on the mezzanine
cannot warm you
choruses of adulation
will not help you face this one down

Did I say face?
nothing quite prepares you
for the icy blast
of meeting your other half
in the dark mirror
obsidian eyes cut an ego to shreds
less than a maggot
on the flyblown arse of a decaying donkey
all you can do is rot
and pray for release

At last your heart opens to love
that unforgiving bitch of envy and rejection
who you once banished after all
till she reclaimed you
and you crawl back up to the light
thankful only for the grace of breath
your eyes deeper by three miles

“Now you are fit”
she whispers
“to call yourself Queen”

©Rachael Clyne

Initiation - by Rachael Clyne
Initiation - by Rachael Clyne

Rachael draws much of her inspiration from the landscape, from nature and her love for the Goddess. She also uses poetry to express different aspects of the human journey: death and loss, family, relationships. She comments with humour on the challenges of aging. Rachael’s vision can make us laugh, cry, feel anger or joy as the rhythms of her writing awaken our passion. Rachael has been writing and performing poetry for nearly twenty years.

Click on the name for information about Rachael's poetry collection She who walks with stones and sings.

About the book ....
Just sometimes you feel as if some other human being has lived for a while inside your head. Whilst reading this inspiring and liberating collection ... I could see the wild skies; could hear the birds in flight; could watch the women dancing at stone circles; could stand beneath hedgerows after rain, and exchange with the mysteries of silent footsteps ....
Caeia March

Rachael Clyne

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