Twisty, as always, goes where others fear to tread. Your first reaction is: "Gotta be a parody," but then, at the same moment that you feel an urgent need to cry, throw up, and scratch your eyeballs from your head, you realize: "Sadly, no."
I'm a woman, a Witch, a mother, a grandmother, an eco-feminist, a gardener, a reader, a writer, and a priestess of the Great Mother Earth. Hecate appears in the
Homeric Ode to Demeter, which tells of Hades who caught Persophone
"up reluctant on his golden car and bare her away lamenting. . . . But no one, either of the deathless gods or of mortal men, heard her voice, nor yet the olive-trees bearing rich fruit: only tenderhearted Hecate, bright-coiffed, the daughter of Persaeus, heard the girl from her cave . . . ."
3 comments:
Thanks for the link to twisty's!
Ah, it's one of those Girly Jesuses, drawn by that midcentury repressed lesbian religious artist. I love that art style so much...
i believe that is the portrait that my grandma had hanging in the dining room.
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