The night you disavowed us; arms high above your headChhinnamasta, spouting bouquets of rosy blooddecapitating caution, light and sound bring creation’s escapepuppet no longer strung; you were a dark swan with gleaming feathersMare de déu de Montserrat with skin of starsblack Madonna, ebony in benediction’s release nothing of those apostasy days remain; aside my last … Continue reading Dark Mother – Candice Louisa Daquin