Hunter’s Moon

Storyteller blows hard on the embers,
throws conifer branches on the blaze.
She evokes crazed spectres who leap
wrapped in shadow from tree to tree.

Our hero finds himself in dire peril.
Weighted with amulets he cannot just fly
away like a spark from the crackling cedar;
nor, bow in hand, can he emulate the snake.

He must woo the hag who recites his fate,
she of the dread-inspiring countenance,
she who once tossed him on the pyre
to rouse his ardent spirit, or so she said.

They grapple till the flames die down.
Circling the embers, neither knows who
is before or behind, only that the path
they tread will someday appear sacred

Douglas Smith, formerly a teacher of Anthropology at York University, is a homeopathic physician.and author of several books on alternative medicine. It is claimed (although Dissident Voice has no proof of this!) that Doug and his partner grow the best garlic in Haliburton County. Read other articles by Douglas.