It made me happy too, Chris! Maybe we can shower the list with pagan/love
poems now--here's a follow-up to yours by Geraldine Monk, our next Featured
Poet. It's from her new (and marvelous) collection, _Noctivagations_, just
out from West House Books (Sheffield) and available Stateside from SPD--a
foretaste of the treats in store with her Featuring (soon).
Found Church Guide
"At the west end of the tower stands Sheela Nargigs [sic] a Celtic fertility
goddess. In Christian times her hideous [sic] features put the devil to
flight. These figures are generally seen in Ireland and *there is no good
reason for her to be in Braunston* [my italics]. She was found face
downwards as a doorstep."
Response
There is no good reason
for anything but a
beaming English face
we should
*not* pin on the Irish.
Her glappy lips span worlds
warming cockles to guffaw away
the damned devil
odd perky breasts
set flagrant terror alight
with fertility guff
an' fibs as stiff as *treacle*
'sif naked
woman couldn't laugh
an let it all hang out baht
want o sprogs--bah!
Consigned to be trammelled
under clothed Xian hooves
not worth the earth
dug 'n' dug upright
lo and be-bold!
(No. Stuft away proper from
full frontal lobe)
There she squat
up--carrying-on
lewdly hidden
behind a sniggering wall of wall.
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