Hazel Steps through a Weathered Home

by In Gowan Ring

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1.
Once upon the moment of beauty laid long past the itch on the cheek of a mute mouth clasped In a twirled looking glass, to go or stay in course at its own display A pot, a pan, a cutlery board, a pepper and black spice tray Time spooled, unspinning Life scrolls unravel The telling tale wends bends and Breaks these tomes we travel Over and again we abide But which side now of the Looking-glass facade am I? Memories haunt like diamonds Reminiscence swirls as smoke Nettles in the morning At night steeped straw of oat Petals of jasmine, anemones In a water bowl afloat How grace arranged the chance array Come eventide’s shifting glow Bend and stretch, swing and sway I am as a snake in your hands Wading loose as oars of two creaky boats that play patterns with silt on the sand Black coruscation, loam liquid beads The Orb Weavers spin the length of their wheels…
2.
Hazel Steps 05:09
Give to me the token By light of full moon glare Speak the flower’s ardour A blade unto the air Lift a lonely finger To touch of my heart skin The world becomes a muscle Released in gentle flexion Lovers dance a hazel step in fluid pace trace whispers in the clear Calling as it passes To linger as it grows Down the mantles laces A braid upon the prow Peer into my harbor Sift the trysted strands A gift of many waters Entwined with love’s lost hands Lovers dance a hazel step in fluid pace trace whispers in the clear A sign inside the picture The dream upon the lips The phrase is left unspoken Inscribe the sign to fit Give to me the token By light of full moon glare Speak the flower’s ardour A blade unto the air
3.
The sands collect the signs of the ocean The winds hold sway to swell the motion The breeze that breathes upon the skin The leaves that leave yet only a skein Along, within, and through the years As stray as they never knew the way Allay the doubt, subdue the fear Afraid they never knew your name These seven years are not so long But long enough for what has come Or may have gathered at your seat Or might have blossomed at our feet Along, within, and through the years As stray as they never knew the way Allay the doubt, subdue the fear Afraid they never knew your name I gather at the heels in one more stand Briars at the feet, flower in hand The delicate world that wrapped around The disparate soul that it surrounds Along, within, and through the years As stray as they never knew the way Allay the doubt, subdue the fear Afraid they never knew your name
4.
Without paper without ink Would you set out to think A song that never was sung With words that were not spoken On lines that have not hung The signs that leave no token Stray with me the strands of intricate layers Strong and swift, swim within this stream Within the whorls that blink About an infinite ocean Stars grow and shrink Collapsing in slow motion With all the world you spin Stay with me the spell of a lucid motion To charm the noumenous deep Calm and sweet, swim within this dream In bone and blood and skin A story safe in keep Sway with me in swing of alternate weather Strong and swift, swim within this stream Wide word in tone will speak Beyond a strange commotion In thought that gathers and leaks Strains of cogent notion Lay with me in swoon of elaborate feather Calm and sweet, swim within this dream Without ink without paper Would you set out to taper A song that never was sung With words that were not spoken On lines that have not hung The signs that leave no token Play with me in fields of nebulous cover Strong and swift, swim within this stream
5.
Shimmers splendent merge, laden tendrils waver Descending drops of water disperse in lucid layer A smile spread over rainbow sky Refracted in the raindrops crying eye They fall away to where the sun hangs brightly Trickling down where on the dews are shown In the play of moments moving lightly On the grounds of morning’s blooming down Every hour of every day, every leaf on every tree Each expression borne of every thought A sudden joy swarmed to a heart with open arms reaching out Through time to set a place for the unthought On that day the welcome is inviting With chime, ceremony and good cheer In the play of moments moving lightly To the sounds of morning breaking clear Here the naked child among the others ‘neath the sun Some thrust forward like snakes Some stood upwise and erect Some stiffened, taut, virginal and prim Some bent dead in curves graceful and thin They grow away to where the sun hangs brightly Trickling down where on the dews are seen In the play of moments moving lightly On the bounds of Morning’s Waking Dream
6.
Childhood made a Poet’s Lyre Hands embroidered in limbs of dark briar Bent to the wind’s plaintive whistling words Scattering whispers in your nettled hood Would they fall to a weathered home With branches of arms for a laden pillow And years wrought of withering laurels Blossoms now on the apple boughs Stars are near to the shaded arbor Once a hand could touch Wherefore the other will search Childhood made a Poet’s Lyre Heart enfolded in wings of black bird Could they fly on feathers borne When lips salute the Hazel’s Horn Or would they crawl through a weathered home Should lips encumber a mordant moan Bent to the wind’s whistling word What cloudy guest at this darkened hearth What cloistered heart to hold the black earth Once a hand could touch Wherefore the other will search
7.
The wind that cracks the leaves Has scattered all the seed Lo, the light limned low Low to the ground The time is all I own And time is come and gone The limbs of life left low Low to the ground To the ground To the ground To the ground The sight that holds my eyes Has made the lovers blind Alike their love laid low Low to the ground I sound the oath to sit In thrall of weathers wit Ally the languished lips Low to the ground To the ground To the ground To the ground The seed that left the tree Will carve a thousand leaves And let them all to cleave Low to the ground
8.
Two Towers 05:25
Wind away the hours laid up to the sun Hide behind two towers When all the world’s work is done Set a life upon the way to bide All that bodies become Left alone along the lay to bind All the mind has shunned Gather up the flowers Born up from the womb Hasten lest they sour A deed brought to the tomb Catch the longing dream that time beguiles From cradle to the bone Lonely limbs just limp in life awhile To touch the weathered home Careless as a willow Constant as an oak Ages churn and wallow Through hands pass as they grope Past and future splayed astride The hollow heaving chest Gnarled hands curve to inscribe The fading notion useless Heedless shall we swallow Our riddles never spoke With the merit of no answer To meliorate the joke Wind away the hours Laid up to the sun Hide behind Two Towers When all the world’s work is done

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Remastered Autumn 2018

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released December 11, 2015

Bodhrán – Michael Moynihan
Cello – Margie Wienk
Sackbut – Gayle Neuman, Philip Neuman
Violin, Viola – Annabel Lee

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The Symbolist Folk Music of In Gowan Ring channels stories of stones and angels through homemade instruments and human voice.

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