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,


Wings-folded-heart-beating,


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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