Ode to Autumn's Cauldron

Ode to Autumn's Cauldron

I had to post this as a file, because the line breaks don't show up correctly, when I do a direct post (unless I make the text so tiny that only a munchkin could read it).

Also, btw, in case you wonder about the "womb" at the end, it's there because in mythology, a witch's (or goddess's) cauldron symbolizes the womb:

When one sees a picture of a Witch, she is usually depicted with either a cauldron or besom or both, as there is much association between a Witch and her cauldron.  In the Wiccan tradition. . . it is the cauldron that is the true womb of the Goddess.  Its shape represents the womb of the Goddess. Because of the association between the Witch and her cauldron, this gives great power to the cauldron.

The Celts associated the cauldron with fertility, abundance and rebirth. The magic of the cauldron is the magic of the female.

The cauldron is seen as rebirth and transformation in that we go from life to death to life again. As such, the Cauldron is associated with the Crone Goddess such as Hecate and with the womb of every woman. 

Comments

[Jeff]

Great poem. It seems that autumn brought more life than any spring. Many rich lines and images. Among my favorites: "I have to confess, autumnal son, that your arrival gave me pause, more than
just a little. Every leaf in my world changed
color, every breath was tethered to the altar
of you – irrevocable, umbilical, wild." Thanks for posting this.