Annie Dieu-Le-Veut
It is the best of times; it is the worst of times. It is an age in which great wisdom and love is unfolding in the hearts of many. It is an age of unimaginable foolishness, in which psychopathic clowns blow up their own pipelines, threatening nuclear Armageddon. It is an epoch of belief, but…
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Watkins Books’ Mind Body Spirit online magazine has now published my poem, A Cathedral of Birds, which you can check out by clicking this link: https://www.watkinsmagazine.com/a-cathedral-of-birds Or you can read the whole poem here on my blog. It was partly inspired by my experiences of singing in the choir under the heavenly Vesica arches of…
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How grace You fair the Summerlands, When the Wheel revolves to Your command. With tumbling tendrils of Your blooming hair, Your perfumed breath woven into June’s air, And soft, downy roses of Your cheeks pink, Under apples honeying for ambered drink, The moss-sweet meadows bubbling with springs, Young cranes soar overhead with Your wings.
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Shaman of Avalon 