Now is the time of bright colours,
Time to make raiment of the cloth of dreams;
Cast off your heavy worldly dress
And make your clothes ecstatic suits
For dancing and flying.
The days of the great reptiles
Are numbered and few;
Now is the time of the rainbow serpent.
The skydancers are here
And invite your attention.
Look for the heroes and heroines:
They are waiting everywhere,
To…
Love knows love and meets with joy
Its face in the beloved heart.
Come in, it says. Sit down and rest!
You must be tired, but tell me! Tell me!
Where have you been, all this time?
What life are you wearing these days?
What dance, what wounds, what joys?
Ah, the tales we will tell one another, love, the tales!
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Saturday’s Secret Cabaret is a particular favourite (and I’m often storytelling…
Let there be war.
Let us open all the doors
And invite the ghosts in.
Let us empty the cupboards,
Dig up all the bones
And lay them out: let there be war.
Let the wheels turn;
Enough of this stagnant peace
That is no peace at all.
The thundering lie torments me;
I am disgusted by the deceits that
Underpin it.
Better the honesty of war…