{"id":20837,"date":"2011-03-05T05:21:27","date_gmt":"2011-03-05T10:21:27","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/20837\/witch\/"},"modified":"2011-03-05T05:21:27","modified_gmt":"2011-03-05T10:21:27","slug":"witch","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/20837\/witch\/","title":{"rendered":"The Witch"},"content":{"rendered":"

The shaking chariot chaotic runs <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

On mucked\u00a0 cobblestones \u00a0leading to the \u00a0public place<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Sometimes\u00a0 quick and ready to end<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

With the dark task threatening not so far<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Sometimes letting the rhythm, seeming hang up the time<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Immobilizing the\u00a0 course in a frozen space<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

She stands up, high and right, hands\u00a0 united in a cord<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Cold easily passes through thick cotton tunic<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

But\u00a0 no matter the cold, what else she must\u00a0 scare<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

In this ultimate refuge, a quixotic \u00a0hope <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

All is yet so calm, she feels so hard life<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Crying inside her soul she can\u2019t\u00a0 die away<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

As a thunderclap, suddenly\u00a0 rumbles rumour <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

It grows and grows, and ardent, the crowd is there<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Vociferating\u00a0 swearwords,\u00a0 brandishing hard fists<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

She feels in a trap, \u00a0much more this time<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Than in the dark cell with musty odours<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

This one which, after all, preserved her from world<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

She snaps glances, frowning laughs <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Blasphemies threw up by hysterical mouths <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Children bawl of fear, strengthened\u00a0 by so much violence,<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

In their mother\u2019s eyes, \u00a0they don\u2019t recognize<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Collared by two men, she gets down the chariot <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Towards the steps leading to the implacable pyre<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Under endless catcalls \u00a0striking her bruised back\u2026<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Then, like in a dream, she revises all her life,<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

The long learning of theses women\u2019s secrets,<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Study of \u00a0potions, plants and fire<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Ancient\u00a0 habits of rituals on night<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

All of that she used to assist her sisters <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

The joy to see a smile of respite <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

To see sneaking diseases vanishing <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

To feel under her hand the peace of hearts<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Who is this powerful god, in the name of whom man kills<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

What is this cross in so hostile hands<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Is there no love in this herd in fury<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

What did she do, to these people who did not known her<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

And, as the flames\u00a0 burn her face<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

As the dense\u00a0 fumes blur her misled eyes <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Her being\u00a0 soaks up by an everlasting peace<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

At her ears gets through a confused murmur <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

And sweet gleams \u00a0seep in her body, <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Loving smiles\u00a0 opened to her, <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

At last, in sigh, she spurts ahead to heaven<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n


\n<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

The Witch\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 –\u00a0 ENY<\/strong><\/p>\n

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<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

The shaking chariot chaotic runs On mucked\u00a0 cobblestones \u00a0leading to the \u00a0public place Sometimes\u00a0 quick and ready to end With the dark task threatening not so far Sometimes letting the rhythm, seeming hang up the time Immobilizing the\u00a0 course in a frozen space She stands up, high and right, hands\u00a0 united in a cord Cold […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[29],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-20837","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poems"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20837","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=20837"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20837\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=20837"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=20837"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=20837"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}