Elaine Reardon | Lady Fate

Sacred spinnerNo moon sails alone in the sky
the Weaver sits
baskets at her feet
creel of silk at hand

Not one to need company
she adjusts and readjusts
her lengths of silk
eternally balancing

Do not come without your incantation
Do not come without an offering

Spinning life and beyond
measured hanks of silk woven
now and in-between

Elaine Reardon is a poet, herbalist, educator, and member of the Society of Children’s Book Writers & Illustrators. Her chapbook, The Heart is a Nursery For Hope, published September 2016, recently won first honors from Flutter Press. Most recently Elaine’s poetry has been published by Three Drops from a Cauldron Journal, MA Poet of the Moment, Naturewriting.com and poetrysuperhighway.com. Elaine lives in the forest in western Massachusetts. elainereardon.wordpress.com

 

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2 Responses to Elaine Reardon | Lady Fate

  1. Su September 5, 2017 at 8:52 am #

    Beautiful suggestive imagery!

  2. elaine reardon September 5, 2017 at 11:27 am #

    Thank you. The photo chosen to go with the poem is just what I imagined as I wrote. Last night’s moon was amazing and plump, like a huge yellow plum.

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