The Lady of the Lake
in Llyn y Fan Fach / my lady absorbed
matrilineal wisdom / drank tinctures of stardust / wise / she swore she’d stay
clear of men / moon’s ago / quietness lapped on mud-flat shores / her garden flourished
/ purple loosestrife / yellow flag iris / cream frogbit / and starry white bogbean
/ safe / until Gwyn wandered in / to seek a lost lamb / their eyes made
promises ahead of minds / pheromones sang sex-smells / and they lay down / to
cling and climax / cold night fell / stung my lady’s senses to protect herself
/ her words lilted in his ear / I will love you / Gwyn / but strike me once / I
will surely leave you / she bore Gwyn three strong sons / lads / cushioned by
kindness and kinship / yet / in time / her husband’s hand rose / struck her / his
hand fell / his mouth had no time for sorry / his mind none for regret / she
left / arrowed down / through deep-waters / to swim forever / in Llyn y Fan
Fach’s inked depths /
Ceinwen E Cariad Haydon, [MA Creative Writing, Newcastle 2017]
Ceinwen lives in Newcastle upon Tyne, UK, and writes short stories and
poetry. She has been widely published in web magazines and in print
anthologies. She is a Pushcart (2019 & 2020) and Forward Prize (2019)
nominee. She believes everyone’s voice counts.
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