Saturday, January 12, 2013

The white ghost

Birch tree

January's beloved,

Blank canvas of bright skin captures

Each shivering sunrise.

Skeleton branches swallow the moon whole,

Shed an Unseelie glamour

Calling home the white ghost.

White spirit winging and whispering,


Do you hear every breath breathed under snow

From your shaking sky palace, your cold bone tree

Your golden-eyed rest

Your silver-sheathed home?


The Welsh name Gwenhwyfar can be translated as The White Enchantress, or alternately The White Ghost, from Uindo- "white, fair, holy" + *seibar "magic." (From here.)

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