I have come from the circle,
Keeping my little candle
Burning in the night
I stand at the cliff-edge
Ocean crashing
Against the rocks below
It is here, high in the starlit sky
That I know my dreams
Each one shining in the night
A tiny beacon
Burning into the unknown
Here I contemplate my simmering desires
And I know I hold the fiercest in my hands
It burns hot and sweet
Between my fingers in the dark
Searing skin and flesh and bone
It is my heart
Guiding me through my oblivion
Mallika McCarthy 2003
Images – c. MMc 2013
Another one from the archives. Most of these have never seen the light of day. It feels good to be sharing new work, and also to air some golden oldies. This piece was written after taking part in an amazing weekend of women’s work called the Gift. It stands as one of the truest places of meeting I have ever experienced xxx MMc
Glimpses of Gold 