Between the Fires: verses of earth and moon

poems by Zephyra

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I write as Zephyra — a borrowed name from the Greek west wind, Zephyrus, turned feminine. It sits oddly beside a Druid path, and I like that it does. The west wind is the one that moves between things: between storm and calm, between one season’s fire and the next. That felt closer to how I write than any single tradition could hold.

These poems follow the old wheel of the year — Samhain to Mabon and back again — but they’re rooted in something older still: the earth turning under a changing moon, whatever names we give the stopping points along the way.

If, like me, you’ve found yourself feeling sad or small, take a moment throughout the year to feel the earth beneath your feet, the wind in your hair and experience the calm that living in time with the seasons can bring. Embrace the full moons, sunrise and sunsets. Feel nature’s rhythm. And if you don’t have access to nature, reading these poems, bare foot with the window open, will hopefully connect you to our Mother Earth.

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The Wheel of the Year

• Samhain — the fire that faces the dark
• Yule — the longest night, the turning point
• Imbolc — stirring beneath the frost
• Ostara — earth balanced, light and dark even
• Beltane — the fire of green and blood
• Litha — the sun at its height, the moon still watching
• Lughnasadh — first harvest, first grief
• Mabon — the second balance, gathering in

Beyond the Wheel

• Love poems
• Politics poems
• Other poems — life, family, and everything else