Flame, Glass and Ink are Poems, essays, and reading notes by Stefania Joori Suh

Tag: goddess of the moon

  • Moonstruck

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    Up in the misty airy mountain yonder

    Where trees and flowers never wither

    The lunar beauty comes upon her

    and covers her with a veil of silver

    with a wreath of stars on her hair

    In the luster of amaranthine glamor;

     

    Then her eyes gather light and fire

    Burning with felicity, rapture, or desire

    Like a condensed colossal meteor

    Wrapped in mystic eternal camphor

    in serene brilliance of Moon’s Sphere

    growing bright and glowing brighter;

     

    Nymphs and fairies weave into the ether

    The melodies of Aeolian harps sweeter

    Softer than the milky way’s gossamer

    Allaying the wild untamed waves of dander –

    Her heart entranced with elevated Passion

    Forgetting the nobility of exalted Reason.

     

    P.S.: Fairie-tale is a fantastic means of translating an Author’s inmost feelings, deep-set emotions, and solipsistic philosophy smothered under the necessity of fulfilling demands placed upon daily tasks in existential life in the safest and, therefore, the most eloquent fashion the Author can rely on. As Edmund Spencer, William Shakespeare, William Wordsworth, and John Keats all used faeries as their faithful and wonderful subjects of their imaginative kingdoms, so do I take the liberty of doing the same as a way of escapism to the Otherworld where I can become all I want to morph into and enjoy what I covet without a moral qualm in the reign of religiosity. Here the subject of the poem is a maiden desiring of beauty which she believes to have been forfeited or deprived of by the callously whimsical play with her fate by the supernatural powers-that-be on a lark. 

  • In the Ruins of the Temple of Artemis

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    Artemis, a Goddess of the Moon (from google)

    Over the relics of the marvels that belonged once
    To a sacred dwelling of a Lunar Goddess, a divine
    Maiden of Wild Beauty and Eternal Chastity destined
    To chase the wild from dawn till dusk with her golden
    Arrows missing nothing even from the top of Olympus,
    A High Moon spoke with full of pathos of her immortal story.

    “I once lived on the isle of Sicily with Athena and Persephone,
    Gathering flowers in the Elysian Fields during the days,
    Weaving our father Zeus’ robe at nights under the Moon and Stars
    Enjoying our muliebrity unscathed by the lust of amorous men
    Whose lascivious desire of women would forever be inordinate,
    Spurning Eros, Aphrodite, Songs of Love, and Bliss of Marriages.”

    “Then heard was no more; a mirth of our Persephone was heard
    Nowhere, for Hades, the god of Underworld, swiftly abducted her
    In his chariot and disappeared into the pit of the world down under,
    Where I and Athena could not penetrate even with our divine aide,
    Ending the blissful companionship of sisterhood for once for all – forever!
    And thus I left the isle in quest of eternal pursuit of wild beasts alone.”

    “Immune from the spells of Aphrodite and the arrows of Eros,
    I am an eternal maiden who is free from marital obligations
    So that I can chase down wild beasts with my ever loyal hunting
    Companions of a Bear, A Wolf, and a Stag behind me all day long
    And dispense my vengeful justice to all devoid of decency and civility,
    Like the ones who were cruel to my mother, my brother, and me!

    Such was the litany of woes told by a Goddess of the Moon
    On a night when a Full High Moon filled the night alone,
    Shining brightly alone above a lonely traveler listening to her
    Tale of her divine destiny of solitude chasing her objects of
    Pleasure for ever- forever continuing till her father Zeus takes
    Away her immortality in pity and makes her a star next to Orion.

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