Computer Art of Lady Liberty with Fireworks BY Diana Smith
APPALACHIAN PAGAN ALLIANCE
NEWSLETTER JULY 2002M
Editress; Ginger Strivelli
iberty in Fireworks by Diana Smith
July was the month of the APA's 2nd annual Vacation Witchcraft School. We plan to host this event again next year, and hopefully expand on it even more next July. We canceled our August meeting/class/ritual as we have yet to find a new meeting place, since Eldermoon has closed. Our next scheduled every-other-month meeting in October will be held on schedule, and we will release the location, and theme of that event closer to that date.
FROM OUR BOOK OF SHADOWS:
This Month we are sharing some Pagan Poetry…starting with a couple of solar inspired haiku's from the leading Priestesses of the APA;
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Ra's departing wink
Touches worshipers at dusk
His golden magick
Paula Swaney
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Father Sun bless us
with your golden radiance,
within it we'll dance!
Ginger Strivelli
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Moon Rainbow By Don Blanding
Staid people say that Pan is dead
But they are wrong. His shaggy head
I saw but yesterday at noon,
And once before when shone the moon
Across Manoa Valley where
The ginger blooms. The evening air
Was still…so still it made me fear
That if I shivered He might hear.
I waited while a silver mist
Skimmed down the sky. A moonbeam kissed
The gauzy veil. Pan looked around
And piped. A magic arch of sound
Curved out upon the misty air…
A lunar rainbow shimmered there.
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Fragment of Poem addressed to Aphrodite By Sappo
Many colored throned immortal Aphrodita,
daughter of Zeus, wile-weaver, I beg you
with reproaches and harms do not beat down
O Lady, my soul
But come here, if ever at another time
My voice hearing, from afar
You gave ear, and your father's home leaving
----golden --- you came
yoking the chariot. And fair, swift
doves brought you over the black earth
dense wings whirring, from heaven down
through middle air.
Suddenly they arrived, and you, O Blessed One,
Smiling with your immortal countenance
Asked what hurt me, and for what
Now I cried out
And what do I want to happen most
In my crazy heart. "Whom then Persuasion
..............to bring to you, dearest? Who
Sappho hurts you?
And if she flees, soon will she follow,
And if she does not take gifts, she will give,
If she does not love, she will love
Despite herself"
Come to me now, the harsh worry
Let loose, what my heart wants to be
Done, do it! , and you yourself be
My battle-ally.
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