Frost Magic

Canada’s been on our mind lately – click the picture above for a striking video about British Columbia, much of the inspiration for “Where the Mountains Meet the Sea.”

Tonight, 10/17 at 8 PM: Red Clay Music Foundry (opening for TheBlarneyGirls’ CD release)
Tickets: http://public.ticketbiscuit.com/EddieOwenPresents/Events/251207

Saturday, 12/19 at 8PM: The Crimson Moon Cafe (Dahlonega) 

And, by a well-loved Canadian poet:

Frost Magic

I
Now, in the moonrise, from a wintry sky,
The frost has come to charm with elfin might
This quiet room; to draw with symbols bright
Faces and forms in fairest charactery
Upon the casement; all the thoughts that lie
Deep hidden in my heart’s core he would tell,
How the red shoots of fancy strike and swell,
How they are watered, what soil nourished by.

With eerie power he piles his atomies,
Incrusted gems, star-glances overborne
With lids of sleep pulled from the moth’s bright eyes,
And forests of frail ferns, blanched and forlorn,
Where Oberon of unimagined size
Might in the silver silence wind his horn.

II

With these alone he draws in magic lines,
Faces that people dreams, and chiefly one
Happy and brilliant as the northern sun,
And by its darling side there gleams and shines
One of God’s children with the laughing signs
Of dimples, and glad accents, and sweet cries,
That angels are and heaven’s memories:
The wizard thus my soul’s estate divines;

All it holds dear he sets alone apart,
Etches the past in likeness of dim groves
Silvered in quiet rime and with rare art,
In crystal spoils and fairy treasure-troves,
He draws the picture of the happy heart,
By those who love it most, whom most it loves.