Chant for Sophia’s Day
December 16
Mighty Mother Wisdom, you touched my soul;
I once felt so divided but you made me whole.
You made me feel the rhythm of your beating heart,
and now I am a student of your ancient art.
Your touch is soft as daisies but your truth is steel,
Your hate can sever families but your love can heal.
Your circle is unbroken and it will remain,
for nothing that you touch is ever quite the same:
For those who trudged in darkness all now dance in light;
the fearful and the timid all now seek delight.
Good night tonight. Went up to Worcester for the poetry slam, but none showed except for , , and a few other folks. No reading, but Pentecostal fire, nonetheless. We talked and talked and talked, and LO, it was damned fine to reconnect with some lovely, lovely people.
Many of my students checked out their brains and sent them home over the weekend. I can hardly wait for school to end on Thursday. Here’s hoping.
I listened to two of the Byzantine Emperor podcasts yesterday. Good stuff! Thank you for the link. Do you spend much time on Byzantium with your students? It sounds like you cover so many other regions and periods that I wonder how you’d squeeze it in.
Hope you enjoy a swift and smooth end of the semester.
I listened to two of the Byzantine Emperor podcasts yesterday. Good stuff! Thank you for the link. Do you spend much time on Byzantium with your students? It sounds like you cover so many other regions and periods that I wonder how you’d squeeze it in.
Hope you enjoy a swift and smooth end of the semester.