The Old Crone
Resting Witch Face Acrylic and Poetry Series: #5
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1 min readJan 20, 2021
How was she to know
through hooded, foggy eyes
That age would come, not as a stream
but as a tempest
whirling and blowing
pounding cataracts bursting o’er head
snapping pines all the way down?
Apprentice
High Priestess
Crone
In the blink of an eye, immersed in the Earth
She’ll be a Great Mother
to which all of us will return.
Josie Elbiry, 2021
The Old Crone is the fifth of the Resting Witch Face paintings — a series of acrylic on canvas which explores the mundane, daily lives of witches and their stressful or ho-hum moments. You can catch up with the first four here:
