Calamos laughs in delight as he catches up with Carpos. Carpos glances back over his shoulder sprinting towards the olive tree. The sun falls in soft rays around Carpos’ golden head, thrust forward now with effort as they run on a patch of green shore where the river lifts into the light from its long, […]
I am WILLOW and my story is INTUITION. I stand on the riverbank with the moon on my shoulders, and the spirit world shimmering just beyond my pale shadow. I am the link between conscious and subconscious – between what is known and what is felt. Come, sit in the circle of my folding branches and let
My father named me, she thinks to herself as she sways in motion with Hajj’s stride and tears slip down her face. Above her, in a sky full of stars, a new crescent moon sparkles over the dunes. This is Wadd, the great moon god, who brings water and fertility to her people, the Banu
She has watched the moon growing, waiting for this night, and now full, it spills over the rich grasses of summer as she hurries towards the woodland just beyond the far edge of cultivated hay. It’s almost midnight and she’s anxious to complete her task. She holds her lantern aloft, but she doesn’t need it.