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The poems on this blog are mostly written on the basis of my historical reading and are intended to be both educational and entertaining.
Recently I have also begun posting some of my work with Anglo-Saxon charms. This work is somewhat speculative and is conducted as an amateur researcher and keen Pagan historian.

Please feel free to use anything on this site as a resource if you think that it may be relevant to your needs.

Saturday, 2 April 2022

A Poem for the Ukraine 

 

Ye powerful hags, of the Northern hills,

Rid our friends of, their terrible ills.

I doth here invoke, and call upon ye,

Ye hags rough ride out, return and help me.

 

Oh thou cavalcade, of women riding,

Dreadful shield-maidens, the battle deciding.

Defend our Ukraine, from Putin attack,

Help us overthrow, and send them back.

 

Tha mihtigan wif, return to us now,

Dreadful Wælcyrige, protect them somehow.

With ragged garments, and thine linden shield,

Like devils ride out, on this battle field.

 

Oh ye Haegtesse, with helmets on head,

Fill our enemies, with thine battle dread.

Ride ye loudly through, fair country again,

Through heathen sky come, cast out the profane.

 

May din of thine spears, force army to flea,

Thunor's magic spear, from ash the world tree.

Females from beyond, return to help me,

May all sacred country be Putin free!


Introduction (this poem was first published on my Facebook page on 1st March 2022)

During WWII there existed a squadron of Ukrainian female fighter pilots known as нічні відьми (night witches). They flew at night reaching the enemy at dawn with the sun behind them. They were much feared and were very successful in their raids.

This poem employs the somewhat unusual construct of invoking an Anglo-Saxon mythical group akin to the night witches to come to our aid and help defeat the invading armies in Ukraine.

The Haegtesse were wild, armed supernatural women riding out in a group and causing harm havoc and mayhem! But were also known to help warriors on the battlefield and hinder others. These Supernatural cavalcades rode loudly over the landscape. They were also referred to as ‘ða (tha) mihtigan wif’ (the mighty women) and were seen as a cavalcade of riding women shooting its victims.

In some documents the word Haegtesse was used as a scan for Wælcyrige, sometimes the term ‘shield-maidens’ was employed. From the word Haegtesse we also derive the word hag used in Saxon times to describe a witch.

Wednesday, 8 December 2021

 Me performing a new poem or two at Highgate Poetry Society this December. The poems:

Poetry Today

First Footing on New Years Eve

Merry Christmas

https://www.facebook.com/david.parry.758/posts/10158204618716889?notif_id=1638916417168934&notif_t=feedback_reaction_generic_tagged&ref=notif

Sunday, 4 July 2021

Midsummer's Eve Full Moon

 

Midsummer's Eve Full Moon

Wednesday 23rd June 723


As sun he goes down, on glad Wodnesdaeg,

The twenty third day, Ærra Litha hewn.

Begins joyful eve, of feast of Saint John,

On the bright night, of the merry Hay Moon.


The Midsummer's Eve, also a full moon,

At twilight the powers, are at their height.

Three liminal moments, captured in one,

Light fires to keep, the night warm and bright.


Staying up jolly late, greet Midsummer's Day,

Gathering herbs, and flowers to protect.

From evil spirits, and wanton fairies,

Young maidens with yellow garlands bedecked.


Folk a gathering, yellow 'chase-devil',

Drunken debauchery, into the night.

Deep dusky twilight, magic and ritual,

Our ancient rapturous, Midsummer rite.


Copyright Andrew Rea, Æfterra Litha 2021


Introduction

This was Midsummers Eve, a full moon and at evening twilight became a triply auspicious moment. This was the last time this would happen before conversion to Christianity became complete, as this triple liminal moment would not occur again until 788.

One of the most powerful plants was known as ‘chase-devil’, now called St John’s Wort.

Wodnesdaeg is of course Wednesday or Wodens day.

Ærra Litha is June.

The feast of Saint John was set on the 24th June by the church and adopted the mid Summer festival. As evening precedes day the poem is set at sundown on the 23rd.


There were 17 Midsummers Eve full moons in the Anglo-Saxon Christian era:

609 Monday, 674 Friday, 693 Monday

712 Thursday, 723 Wednesday, 788 Monday

807 Wednesday, 826 Saturday, 845 Tuesday, 864 Friday

902 Wednesday, 921 Saturday, 959 Thursday, 978 Sunday, 997 Wednesday

1016 Sunday, 1035 Tuesday

I have stopped at 1066

Friday, 2 July 2021

Eluene and Poesity Chat up reading


A reading of Eluene with some friends in a virtual pub and

at about 2 1/2mins the poem Poesity Chat Up

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rIqhh1AlZjo

Sunday, 9 May 2021

A rough first reading of my Yorkshire Poetry Poem Leading into the Land Charm

 

Bare in mind that I have had a pint of something strong.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JB6HVpgjJlk&list=PLW6ghSB6vp60MVcSUQWwF-hnEKfYWv0kU&index=9

Elizabethan May - with some friends on line

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MYY0qj72RvQ&list=PLW6ghSB6vp60MVcSUQWwF-hnEKfYWv0kU&index=2