Horoscope: Ground Hog Day
Brighid, the ancient hag of winter, kindles
sacred fires to melt earth’s white blanket
transforming you as she did Galatians and Brigantians
long before Patrick danced green among the Celts
Her healing waters wash away toxic patterns that tax and consume,
erase attitudes that build you into what you are not.
Old Brighid, young Maiden-Mother-Crone cum
Christian saint blesses houses on her feast day, the Cross-Quarter Day
when winter passes halfway through, when once
candles made sacred at Candlemas lit houses and villages,
morphed into the Feast of Purification of the Blessed Virgin Mary,
until St. Brigit’s decanonization. Her fire, snuffed.
A ground hog rippled across the ocean.
c. 2013 Bernadette Wagner
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