OUR LADY OF ICE AND SNOW - Catherine Brooks
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OUR LADY OF ICE AND SNOW

 

Below winter’s white mantle

Flows the Fountain of Life.

 

Sunlight spills into a canyon

And carving its frozen creek.

 

Sheela-na-gig is revealed.

She parts her crystalline skirts.

 

Wet, effulgent vulva.

Water cascades over stones.

 

This is the altar

Where I kneel.

 

This is the font

Where I am renewed.

 

Naked, I straddle the stream

And partake of Her Holy Sacrament,

PLEASURE.

 

Catherine Brooks, 2023

Photo: Catherine Brooks