Mary Ellen Solt, a poet and poetry critic who often arranged words on the page in a visual graphic, resulting in such works as"Forsythia,"a poem that looks like a flowering shrub, has died. She was 86.
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 . . . ."
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I'll miss her.
Rodger Cunningham
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