Imbolc and Writing

Today is Imbolc by the Pagan Calendar.  It is a day to celebrate the fires of the goddess Brigid, patron of poets, smiths, and healers.  Today is the feast of St. Brigid, by the Catholic calendar.  It is a day to celebrate the patron of poets, smiths, healers, and more. 

There are cyberspace poetry readings in honor the Goddess and Saint going on all day.  While I am mostly Hellenic in my religion, I can't turn down a goddess of poetry now, can I?

Here is a poem by William Stafford, titled When I Met My Muse.

I glanced at her and took my glasses
off--they were still singing. They buzzed
like a locust on the coffee table and then
ceased. Her voice belled forth, and the
sunlight bent. I felt the ceiling arch, and
knew that nails up there took a new grip
on whatever they touched. "I am your own
way of looking at things," she said. "When
you allow me to live with you, every
glance at the world around you will be
a sort of salvation." And I took her hand.