Bóinn Poem by Amera Andersen

Bóinn

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With a flowing waltz and a graceful spin
living with Gods and dancing with the moon.
Hand on me belly, ‘tis movement within,
with child I be and he cometh soon.

He fancied me and I know not why,
stopping the sun with his magic spell.
He built us a place that came from the sky,
a place full of beauty that we could dwell.

By taking me hand in the early morn
the mysteries spun in me head so fast.
Dancing with him as I was reborn,
me Elcmar be gone and the time had passed.

I lay with me God and then it was done,
I bore him a child, a wondrous son.


Author notes
Brugh na Bóinne is the wondrous place and a beautiful Irish cemetery where Samhain is celebrated in Europe. The story goes that the first inhabitants of Brugh na Bóinne ('Newgrange') were the goddess Bóinn and her 'husband' Nuadhu Nechtan, otherwise known as Elcmar, 'the envious one'.

The Dagdha, father of the gods, lusted after the goddess Bóinn. So he sent Elcmar on a journey which would take a night and a day, that he and the goddess Bóinn could spend the night together. The Dagdha then put a spell on the sun, causing it to stand still, stretching one day and night to nine months during which time the Dagdha lay with the goddess Bóinn, and she bore him a son, whom she called Aonghus Mac Óg because 'young is the son who is conceived at the start of the day, and born between that and evening'.

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