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Merlin Goes Underground   Sarah Fuhro

Master of Magic,

Merlin bends his silver locks,

He enters dark earth.

A tomb, a womb,

a castle underground

now his kingdom.

 

Some say lovely Ninevah

willed him there.

Foolish in his dotage,

was he easy prey to illusions

of fairy women

with their watery tricks

who wished him extinguished

in the cold, moist ground?

 

Is it true they wanted him

covered over with leaves,

compost for another age,

when powers of a new sort

might rescue him from cold storage?

 

Did he enter his cave, his tomb,

his hole in the ground

under the illusion

he was scheduled for a lover’s tryst

in some lovely castle

built of spun sugar and spite?

 

Or is this the story of a confluence?

Two streams come together,

blend their crystal waters,

deep beneath the earth

in joyous union.

 

Did they run underground together,

She of the shining eyes,

and old Merlin the wise?

Did they burble up, twined and blended

to emerge in the holy springs,

the red and the white waters

of Avalon, the Isle of Glass?

 

Was there a sacred marriage

between the magician’s highway

in the Milky Way,

and the twirling spires of Caer Sidhi,

the land of starry faery,

that circles the earth;

and marks the journey of the Sun,

through twelve sacred seasons.

 

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photos: Bruce Lhuillier

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