Between stones, over hill,
I am stretched out fully,
To a great and impossible height.
My fingers touch the horizon;
My face presses heaven;
My back is all green grass and rock.
This is my rite of night-surrender
To this moorland Earth and the dark, dark sky:
I am insubstantial and immense,
Like a cloud or a wish or a song.
The sky is a bear’s mouth.
It is blacker than ink or oil, or
A pool of…
Out onto the moor today. In the midst of all the busy-ness, the prospect of putting miles of moorland under my feet and acres of clear sky in my eyes gladdens my heart like the homecoming that it is, ‘though greater, when I’m out with the skylarks, the buzzards and the long grass. I’ll sing and talk to myself and remember all manner of forgotten things, be dazzled and devastated in turn by the…
New blog post: Wild God trails and half-world journeys ::
Thanks for the credit - it was only from looking at your reblog that I realised how far the Wild God had gone recently! Let’s see, I think the newer version is here somewhere. No, actually the whole thing isn’t, only a link to it here: http://coyopa.tumblr.com/post/27580405308/sometimes-a-wild-god-2-a-recently-edited Perhaps I should put it up… Thanks for making contact, and thanks again for the attribution :)
Wow. Sometimes a Wild God surely is roaming about the internet at the moment. Which is bloody marvellous - I love that those words are out there stirring souls and causing weird dreams and all…
If you share written work, a credit to the author’s generally considered polite (which is to say - for those who find nuance a little tricky: if you don’t credit me, it’s shit.)
Of course, there’s nothing I can do about it, and I’d much rather you shared my work than you didn’t, but just put ‘by Coyopa' or 'by Tom Hirons' somewhere, eh? Because, one day, in the not-too-far-away-future, chances are I'll be putting this piece into book-form with illustrations by the amazing Rima Staines. When I do, I want the world to know, and I want the world to connect that work with me and with Rima so that we can earn a few pennies here and there from it to keep the wolf from the door (as it were), plain and simple, and you can help me prepare for that by crediting me in your tumblr post or your facebook post or whatever. Okay? Okay.
Thanks. We’re good. Onwards!
“Bestiarius apocalypsi (autumn)”
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