Small heaps of our dinner meted out on broad sycamore leaves. Empty chairs set before candles and cups of wine. Next year, perhaps there will be photographs. Or perhaps it is better to remember what memory allows.
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The Thinning Veil
Why is it said that in Autumn the veils grow thin? Its a folk truism: this is the best time to contact the disembodied. And here, in New England, I am watching the trembling leaves, I am eating sugar and fat, I am looking for my thick socks. I am preparing for a long journey. Or a long sleep.
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conjuring soul
Listening to an On the BlackChair interview https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xM6cHlBfgxU with Orion Foxwood (a Southern Root Magic and Appalachian Conjure Man) as I re-work an incarnation of the painting I call Soul Retrieval.
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