{"id":23556,"date":"2021-02-01T01:10:15","date_gmt":"2021-02-01T05:10:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/?p=23556"},"modified":"2021-01-29T12:43:51","modified_gmt":"2021-01-29T16:43:51","slug":"poem-i-realised-i-was-air","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/2021\/02\/01\/poem-i-realised-i-was-air\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem – I Realised I Was Air"},"content":{"rendered":"

I Realised I Was Air<\/b><\/span><\/h1>\n

I realised I was air today<\/span><\/p>\n

After years of toying with fire<\/span><\/p>\n

Getting fingers burned yet<\/span><\/p>\n

Revelling in the pain<\/span><\/p>\n

Believing I may be a green witch<\/span><\/p>\n

A child of the earth<\/span><\/p>\n

Because I could grow things<\/span><\/p>\n

Back from almost nothing<\/span><\/p>\n

Nurturing and coaxing straggling shoots<\/span><\/p>\n

Back to life.<\/span><\/p>\n

Then when the house nearly flooded<\/span><\/p>\n

Over and over<\/span><\/p>\n

I thought water was mad at me<\/span><\/p>\n

For not taking notice<\/span><\/p>\n

For not paying it enough attention<\/span><\/p>\n

Or respect.<\/span><\/p>\n

Standing in the kitchen<\/span><\/p>\n

The door slightly open<\/span><\/p>\n

So the cats could run in and out<\/span><\/p>\n

As they pleased<\/span><\/p>\n

The wind blew hard and sudden<\/span><\/p>\n

Trees whipping wildly <\/span><\/p>\n

And the grass transformed to waves<\/span><\/p>\n

I felt it<\/span><\/p>\n

Right down my spine<\/span><\/p>\n

The thrill of the wind<\/span><\/p>\n

And I remembered<\/span><\/p>\n

Laughing on the edge of a cliff<\/span><\/p>\n

Stormy nights and days made dark to match<\/span><\/p>\n

Clouds scudding across the moon<\/span><\/p>\n

Battering door frames and windows<\/span><\/p>\n

And the slow, elegant breaths of meditation.<\/span><\/p>\n

Suddenly the rain started<\/span><\/p>\n

The green garden glinted gloriously<\/span><\/p>\n

Like a great flat emerald<\/span><\/p>\n

And the central heating roaring behind me <\/span><\/p>\n

The fire in my heart and hearth<\/span><\/p>\n

Of this modern age<\/span><\/p>\n

And I became confused<\/span><\/p>\n

With the heat, the soil, the dripping sky<\/span><\/p>\n

But then the wind howled, triumphant<\/span><\/p>\n

Clearing the cobwebs away<\/span><\/p>\n

You are air, they say<\/span><\/p>\n

Realise, you are air.<\/span><\/p>\n

***<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

About the Author:<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

Mabh Savage<\/span><\/strong>\u00a0is a Pagan author, poet and musician, as well as a freelance journalist.<\/span><\/p>\n

She is the author of A Modern Celt: Seeking the Ancestors<\/a> & Pagan Portals \u2013 Celtic Witchcraft: Modern Witchcraft Meets Celtic Ways<\/a>.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I Realised I Was Air I realised I was air today After years of toying with fire Getting fingers burned yet Revelling in the pain Believing I may be a green witch A child of the earth Because I could grow things Back from almost nothing Nurturing and coaxing straggling shoots Back to life. Then when the house nearly flooded Over and over I thought water was mad at me For not taking notice For not paying it enough attention Or respect. Standing in the kitchen The door slightly open So the cats could run in and out As they pleased The wind blew hard and sudden Trees whipping wildly And the grass transformed to waves I felt it Right down my spine The thrill of the wind And I remembered Laughing on the edge of a cliff Stormy nights and days made dark to match Clouds scudding across the moon Battering door frames and windows And the slow, elegant breaths of meditation. Suddenly the rain started The green garden glinted gloriously Like a great flat emerald And the central heating roaring behind me The fire in my heart and hearth Of this modern age And I became confused With the heat, the soil, the dripping sky But then the wind howled, triumphant Clearing the cobwebs away You are air, they say Realise, you are air. *** About the Author: Mabh Savage\u00a0is a Pagan author, poet and musician, as well as a freelance journalist. She is the author of A Modern Celt: Seeking the Ancestors & Pagan Portals \u2013 Celtic Witchcraft: Modern Witchcraft Meets Celtic Ways.  <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":206,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"iawp_total_views":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[10004],"tags":[10036,11222,10755,10077,10426,10227,10055],"class_list":["post-23556","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-monthly-columns","tag-air","tag-creative","tag-elements","tag-magick","tag-poem","tag-poetry","tag-writing"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/23556","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/206"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=23556"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/23556\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":23558,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/23556\/revisions\/23558"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=23556"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=23556"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=23556"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}