A
Scaffold for a
Mouse
and was
judged to be so
for it seemed
to demean
Manawydan
living in a dream
landscape
with the life
conjured out
of it like a flat plane
They moved
across, Rhiannon,
Pryderi,
Cigfa and he
chasing shadows
to an enchanted fountain.
Against such
powerful magic: a small
gesture enacted
on this scaffold
quietly,
determinedly, a model
Of
spell-breaking – no fires on
the astral
plane but calculated
unconcern in
the face of persuasion
And a firm
grip on a small thing
for a great
purpose: he would
release into
the world again
a woman in an
asses collar;
make the
rivers flow again,
awaken form
to its true nature:
Mouse to
pregnant woman,
stabled horse
to a mare running free,
changes real magic causes to happen.
