Discover the magical journey in the poetry of Elizabeth Barton
The enigma. The poet. The artist.
No one has ever been able to decipher my personality. The closest is a remarkable word portrait by an astrologer who described my natal chart with keen perceptual brushstrokes.
‘I love the shape of this chart; it’s very hectic,
but there’s order in chaos.
There is a mystic rectangle (?) and a
beautiful triangle that also makes a Star of David.’
‘The Sun is at a critical degree … The most striking
connections that command
my attention are that prominent trine of Mercury in
Pisces, Cancer ascendant
and Neptune in Scorpio, which doesn’t make sense except that you are an
exceptionally hidden individual. … This trine is all the chart wants to display;
it makes it difficult for me to look further, which is interesting. This aspect
contradicts your Leo moon, who wants to be showy, but perhaps only in
certain realms when you can truly show your abilities. Do you come out of
your shell at night?’
‘You’re an enigma, wrapped inside a paradox!’ Mishka Pugh
About the artist
Elizabeth Barton
Elizabeth Barton is a poet and artist residing in New Zealand. Descended from Celtic ancestry, she found the poetic Muse shortly after her mother died, a mythic journey not uncommon among poets. Read more ...
‘Poetry is a voyage into the secret heart of all things with a voice’.
Elizabeth Barton
World Egg
‘The bird fights its way out of the egg.’
A nest of thorns crowns my head;
in my penitence I carve my quest,
enclosed by stillness I move, night wind
touches water in the hush of the wood.
To my inward journey I prove
a thousand stars on a dark-strewn path,
elegant in their lettered legends, arranging
the fingerprints of a secret god’s wrath.
‘The egg is the world. Who would be born
must first destroy a world.’
I am ever at war with myself;
the world lies within me and unfurls
in my gaze; the stoked furnace
of every feature of creation knows
the battle fought with shield and spear.
From the price I pay the bird is born,
its feathers of victory are brightly adorned,
the strike of metal the clash of love and fear.
Basilides of Alexandria
Elizabeth Barton 2019
The Failure Baler Issue 3
Nothing Divine Dies.
The Poetry of Nature
