Brigid's Season: 5th Annual Cyberspace Poetry Slam

 Photo:  My Imbolc / Candlemas / Brigid altar

I heard about this from Beth Owl and a few other folks. Somehow I missed out on it the last few years, but this time, I'm in.  Spread the word!

WHAT: A Bloggers (Silent) Poetry Reading

WHEN: Anytime February 2, 2010

WHERE: Your blog

WHY: To celebrate the Feast of Brigid, aka Groundhog Day

HOW: Select a poem you like - by a favorite poet or one of your own - to post February 2nd.

RSVP: If you plan to publish, feel free to leave a comment and link on this post. Last year when the call went out there was more poetry in cyberspace than I could keep track of. So, link to whoever you hear about this from and a mighty web of poetry will be spun.

Spread the word!

Comments

[Beth Owl's Daughter]

Oooo! What a BEAUTIFUL altar! I am inspired!!

[www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=628214049]

I'll have to put this in my calendar! I'd love to join in so long as I can remember it!

[Tracie]

I'll be joining in on my blog at http://ecoaudient.wordpress.com/

Thanks Joanna! I'll link to you when I post my poem tomorrow....

Blessed Imbolc/Candlemas/Feast of Brigid!

[ladynorth]

Hi Joanna! What a wonderful Brighid-Inspired idea. Count me in - I've scheduled my post for Feb 2 at:
http://herebedreams.blogspot.com/
enjoy and thanks for the link!
Brighid's Blessings on you and yours and please tell Craig we LOVE his Brighid of the Highland Song! Thanks for writing the lyrics.
LN

[Berthevansoest]

Hi Joanna,

Here is the entry in my weblog with a poem, in honor of Brigid It is in Dutch, a poem by Hadewych, a mystic from the Middle Ages.

http://berthevansoest.livejournal.com/68997.html

[Black Birdie]

I'm participating too...
http://zionmystic.livejournal.com/

[Laura]

I posted a poem that I wrote...

http://chavala.livejournal.com/337256.html

[patricia boutilier]

CANDLEMAS

This Candlemas moon,
pale, full-ladled
poured over bowls
of yellow violets
honors our old, wild mother,
keeper of the ancient fires,
maiden, mother, crone,
the wax,
the wick,
the flame.

Mary came to the temple
to be purified.
Simeon divined in her child's eyes
redemption and salvation
of a dystopian world,
matter, energy, light,
the wax,
the wick,
the flame.

I place a candle for peace
in each window
not enough light
for every soldier slain.
Can calm be shaped
with herbs and apples,
when murmured prayers
become buried memories,
body, mind, spirit,
the wax,
the wick,
the flame.

I'm late for Brigid's Day----blessed Candlemas!