Saturnist

"But those who are born under the sign of Saturn,

Dear to necromancers, tawny planet ..."

[Verlaine]

"... according to the ancient Black books ..." [ib.]

les grimoires ancients

Grim - Odin, the necromancer

The dead - dead to our present, they 'live' in the furure, our future.
The One who can speak with the dead can bring back their tales from the future.
The Saturnian demonstrates mortality and the misery that is humanity's lot.

Skies morrow, fleecing clouds

Messages of the gods

Written in caligraphy

Unknown Runes

Mysterious sentinels

Splashed,

On blue, mirrored,

Sea

Come, let's watch the chariot

Arc, skies, clouds, rain,

Thunder

Gods are the product of poets ancient

Lost

Words
Begin
As
Poems

In this degenerate age

Where poetry is niche

And words,
Language,
Letters
Have become

Mercantile,
Business-like,
Logical

Legal,

Left-brain,

Sane

There is a knot in the wood

Like an eye,

A whale's eye,

Womb,

Old man's eye

Odin's eye,

Plucked out and thrust

In the side of the tree of wisdom

Ygg

Dra

Sil

Unicorn
Your shaft, your mind-shaft, sharp,
Spears mine eye
Gouges and gorges into iris
Spurting blood poetry
Trickling down
Waters the ground
And all kinds of flowers, plants
Upspring
Toadstools
Devil's mushroom
Nightshade, worms, snakes
Rep
Tiles
Squelching on the sod.

Walk upon Night Mares
Sleep on spikes of unicorn.
Spikenard.

Merlin

Merlin staggered 'cross

Forest - woolen cape catches on

Brambles - star and moon designs

Hooded cape with staff,

Gnarled, marked with Ogham glyphs

Grey beard, fulsome

He roars toward

The glowing moon,

Which capers above,

The canopies of twisted branches,

Halo

Spells rend the night air,

Synchronicities are

Brought to bear,

And curses and blessings enfold

Enshatter in One.

As above so below.

The godly, the wicked are One

And the Same.

Man is neither good nor bad

Man is neither sane nor insane

Life is neither

Victory nor

De

Feat

There is only

Magic.

There is no life

Without

Magic.