Gelli Fach

Gelli Fach

I'm a cell, I'm fragmented, I change my form;
I'm a repository of song, I'm a dynamic state.
I love a wooded slope and a snug shelter,
and a creative poet who doesn't buy his advancement.

Wyf kell, wyf dellt, wyf datweirllet;
wyf llogell kerd, wyf lle ynnyet.
Karaf-y gorwyd a goreil clyt,
a bard a bryt ny pryn y ret.

From: Legendary Poems from the Book of Taliesin, edited and translated by Marged Haycock

Sunday, 20 November 2011

Autumn Journey

The Llanrindod Wells Oak

I wrote a while ago about wanting to embark on more right brain activities - then Cernunnos brought himself to my attention and, instead of meditating, doing ritual and writing poetry, what did I do - I set about reading, researching and writing an article about him. I do think it is true that we are often tested when we make a decision to change something quite fundamental...

Still, I gave myself quite a headache writing it - I tend not to be able to switch off at such times and even find myself half-awake in the middle of the night working out what to say. So I really decided 'no more' - or not for a while. That doesn't mean I won't write any more posts here but they won't be long, researched ones.

Since then, I am reading and writing more poetry and it is beginning to feel exciting. I am tuning into a different way of thinking and perceiving that seems to be increasing exponentially, building on itself. This is a change I've wanted to make for the last few years so it is rather wonderful if I am starting to move forward with it - like setting forth on a voyage. I hope it continues and that I don't find myself in the doldrums...

Because of this I've decided to take note of the prevailing blogging wisdom of focusing on one thing and create a blog devoted to poetry which is here now. I know there are a few of you who are interested in poetry so you're welcome to visit!

It doesn't mean there will be no poetry here at all of course...