by Lisa Marks October 31, 2018 5 By Lisa Marks POETIC JUSTICE The Raven’s Call: Surrender, And Join The Ring Of Power BY LISA MARKS Trees are different cloaked in white. Wisdom elders drawing close, hold us in their circle, like a Taos painting I…
by Avellina Balestri December 29, 2016 1 By Avellina Balestri NEW MAGIC Give Me the Words: A Bardic Rhapsody Of Winter Feasts Let me be that tree, so that the scent of pine will remind the world that someone must have meant it. I will be a singing sentinel, and that which breathes life into death. The raven has no part with the pine, nor the blackthorn with the dove.