Welcome to the first edition of *Mnemosyne*. As you can see by the description to the right, my intentions for this site is to feature a poet/artist here once a week. Each feature will have a poem/work of art posted once a day for the week they are featured, as well as a short bio and a set of questions that I have asked them to answer in advance.
To be considered as a feature poet/artist, please send me an email with at least 5 poems/works of art that you would like to be featured here. Please include a short bio. At this time I am only accepting submissions via email. Please note any poems/works of art that support any forms racism, discrimination, and/or violence will be immediately rejected and will remove you from any future consideration as a feature here.
Our first feature Poet (and a very good friend of mine) is Christina M Brooks. She is a life long Michigan native and a proud resident of the little near northern suburb of Detroit called Ferndale. She is a writer, poet, student, mom, gardener, sword fighter, tennis player, leather-crafter, paper-arts artist and heavy metal music fan. She is also a vegetarian, Taoist Buddhist-Pagan religious eclectic.
Christina is active in the writing and poetry community. You can find her on FaceBook and MySpace. She has had her poetry published in The City Poetry Zine, the Deep Cleveland Junk Mail Oracle, The Crisis Chronicles Online Poetry Library, Poet’s Haven PodCasts, and several other poetry zines.
She is currently working on a fantasy story called Rune Warrior: Tales of the Shattered Tower, which she hopes will be published some time in late 2011.
If she is not at home, in front of her computer writing then she is enjoying the library, open mic poetry readings (anywhere from Ferndale to Cleveland), playing tennis, participating with her son in his hobby of miniatures gaming and sword fighting or preparing to study for her graduate degree in counseling.
Her other interests range from Eastern religion and philosophy, to Celtic and medieval history and culture.
Thank you Christina for volunteering as my first feature. It is my pleasure to present you and your poetry here in this new venture. Welcome to *Mnemosyne*!
Just outside the yellow curtains
Hanging low, a mango moon
Hanging there pregnant, full
Transforming dreams into saffron pistils
Quivering, it’s light bent around trees and under bramble
A delicate dance of chestnut shadows
Ivy speaking in tongues
Only to be silenced by
The hoot owl’s questioning query
A laughing ripple lingers upon the silent pond
It leaves no kiss upon the further shore
It is only Spring, who has arrived
And removes her daily dress
Revealing herself naked in her dark nightly scents.
By c.m.brooks ~~ 2009