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  <title>Poem - Imbolc Request</title>
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  <description>February 1st is the Imbolc, a Gaelic festival marking the beginning of spring.  It was originally a pagan festival associated with the goddess Brigid, patroness of poetry.  The poem “Imbolc Request” is an invocation to Brigid for the qualities attributed to this benefactor of poets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imbolc Request&lt;br /&gt;Bonus Poem for Day 032 - 20150202&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brigid, patroness of poetry,&lt;br /&gt;spin my words today,&lt;br /&gt;on your day of feast.&lt;br /&gt;Let them be my alter &lt;br /&gt;at this halfway place between&lt;br /&gt;coming even light and darkness deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brigid guide my words,&lt;br /&gt;so they may be the seeds&lt;br /&gt;of future works yet to be.&lt;br /&gt;Mark them with crosses,&lt;br /&gt;protect me from harm,&lt;br /&gt;distract me from death&apos;s long arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May my words be a candle&lt;br /&gt;to light another one&apos;s sun.&lt;br /&gt;Words to heal, tidings of change.&lt;br /&gt;Plumb the wells of my words,&lt;br /&gt;deep cisterns of my soul,&lt;br /&gt;where your light finds its way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blow the journeyman&apos;s pipe,&lt;br /&gt;show way to my poetic phrase&lt;br /&gt;through my soul&apos;s dark journey.&lt;br /&gt;Comfort me on travels long&lt;br /&gt;for there are seeds to distribute,&lt;br /&gt;and there are poems to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2015. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=kokopelle&amp;ditemid=494736&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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