Midsummer and summer solstice, seen as a night of magic, where the veil is extra thin.
More nature and magic.
More fun playing around with fantastical themes.
Inspired by concert experiences.
It always comes back to this…
Something light and simple.
And a short thing on writing.
Musing on names and naming ourselves.
Like the topic says, musings on stories and fairy tales.
Let’s start off May with a poem that feels appropriate for my corner of the world, where spring is welcomed with a bonfire on the evening/night of April 30th.