‘Samhain- A Celtic Winter Song’, from “White Cranes of Heaven”


Autumn colors from my bathroom window today

Autumn colors from my bathroom window today


It’s the first day of October and it couldn’t be more beautiful.  The air is cool, and the sun out, but not the blazing sun of summer.  Autumn hasn’t really hit yet, but there are some small changes in the landscape.  the kudzu patch behind us looks withered, but not from frost. It’s that seasonal dying off, after the flowering and the jam making. I missed that, again, this year and love that jelly. Maybe next year.

Autumn is my favorite season, something clean,  with great expectations for the peace, calm and silence of winter.  Yesterday I talked to my 100 year old plus Aunt Jean, who has fallen silent, at least to the pen.  She also feels an energy in the earth with this season.  That is good to know.  Something to look forward to with old age.

I wrote this poem a few years ago, during a time of great introspection and internal change.  I try to post it every Autumn.  It still has meaning a pull on me.

Lady Nyo

Dark mysterious season,

when the light doesn’t

quite reach the ground,

the trees shadow puppets

moving against the gray of day.


I think over the past year

praying there has been a

kindling in my soul,

the heart opened, warmed

and the juiciness of life is

more than in the loins–

a stream of forgiveness

slow flowing through the tough fibers

not stopper’d with an underlying


but softened with compassion.


This season of constrictions,

unusual emptiness,

brittle like dried twigs

desiccated by hoar frost

just to be endured.


I wrap myself in wool and

watch the migrations–

first tender song birds which harken

back to summer,

then Sandhill cranes,

legs thin banners

streaming behind white bodies,

lost against a snowy sky.


They lift off to a middling cosmos,

while I, earth-bound,

can only flap the wings of my shawl,

poor plumage for such a flight,

and wonder about my  own destination.


Jane Kohut-Bartels

Copyrighted, 2012, 2013

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7 Responses to “‘Samhain- A Celtic Winter Song’, from “White Cranes of Heaven””

  1. Caliban's Sister Says:

    Perfect poem. Slow flowing through tough fibers, unstopper’d by bitterness. Another soul, flapping the wings of her shawl. love CS


  2. ladynyo Says:

    Hi CS…thanks for reading and your comment. It is one of my favorite poems, and one of my earliest.



  3. moondustwriter Says:

    stopped by to say “Hi” and enjoy your reflections on a season that seems to inspire that.
    great feeling and expression and that unspoken longing

    hope all is well


  4. ladynyo Says:

    Hello Moondustwriter! Oh, I have missed you!!

    Hope all is well with you, too, and that the writing is flowing. It’s not here….I seem to have come to my very first roadblock….whatever it’s called, but perhaps rewriting and revision is what is called for? Winter seems to be my season of inspiration.

    Please don’t be a stranger. You were one of my favorite poets on Onestop, etc! Will come by this week.



  5. Liras Says:

    As always, masterful writing, Lady Nyo. This is my favorite time of the year, as well.


  6. ladynyo Says:

    Hello, Liras! Thinking of you just last week. Hope you are well, and so glad you surfaced!

    Lady Nyo


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