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I often write in my bio to be used at the end of a story or the back of an anthology or book which contains my writing that I believe the world is still filled with mystery, magic, and miracles. And I do still believe. But I think the number of us who still listen to the voices of the cicada and crickets in September as they foretell the arrival of autumn is growing smaller.

When the first star appears in the dusky sky, less and less of us make a wish. When salt spills, fewer and fewer of us toss a few grains over our left shoulder into the devil’s eye. And I don’t know many other people who still make sure they put their right shoe on first in the morning so they’ll have a good day.

The magic which permeated our lives and world is slowly vanishing. Perhaps it’s because many people don’t believe any more. Perhaps it’s because the hum of air conditioners and thrum of automobile’s have made it too hard for us to hear the whispers of fairies in the garden.

I’ve heard the term, Granny Witch, used to describe women who dabbled in herb-craft, storytelling, and maybe a bit of dousing. The women who say a prayer or make a wish for good health as they knit a blanket for a baby. The girls who add not just sugar and flour, but blessings, to every cake they bake.

I suppose as a teller of stories, a grower of herbs, a star-wisher, cloverhand, and knitter & crocheter of special gifts, I qualify as a Granny Witch. and I don’t think that’s such a bad thing.

Here’s the link for a fabulous essay on Granny Witches at Appalachian Ink, the blog of writer Anna Wess.

 

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I often have a post about owls on Saturdays, but not this week. Instead, I decided to post a link to a video with music of the beautiful star-filled night sky where owls soar. I hope you enjoy Vincent Brady’s 360 degree panoramic time-lapse of the night sky – truly a lovely video.

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Skean copy Whenever the night sky is clear, I look for stars. When I find the first star of evening, I always wish upon it. And now, I find myself hoping for 4 and 5 star reviews for my books. How strange to watch for stars on a website rather than twinkling in the heavens!

Two new reviews of my fantasy novel, The Enchanted Skean, have been posted. Thanks to Ellen Fritz of Books4Tomorrow for her 5 star review: http://bookstomorrow.blogspot.com/2013/06/review-enchanted-skean-by-vonnie.html And thanks to Aimee Brown of Getting Your Read On for her 4 star review: http://gettingyourreadonaimeebrown.blogspot.com/2013/06/the-enchanted-skeen-by-vonnie-winslow.html I keep my fingers crossed that more readers and reviewers will enjoy my newest book and give it lots of stars.

River of Stars fc But I can’t leave my readers with such a meager blog post – so I’ll share the poem, Orion, from my 2nd book of myth-based poetry, River of Stars. Enjoy!

Orion

At the Science Center poetry reading,

the projectionist

activates the planetarium’s dome,

focuses on Orion:

the Great Hunter strides across the heavens,

arms flung wide, ever questing

after that which he cannot have.

Lepus the Hare, Canis Major, Canis Minor, Taurus…

one constellation after another flashes

above us till the roof is a picturebook

filled with celestial allegories.

In the dim planetarium after the show,

seven poets share their work.

Six choose to remain earthbound —

while I, a mere storyteller

inspired by star fire and mythology,

pick up an astronomy book

and begin the journey.

Afterwards, I shake a few hands,

wander into the Baltimore streets,

find my car, glance up.

Even in the city,

Orion appears large and formidable

as he reaches, like humankind,

across the gulf of distance and time

and tries to pluck

the stars from the sky.

©Vonnie Winslow Crist

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