Spell to Bring Lost Creatures Home

from by Christine Fellows



Home, home, all souls home
Dead to the graveyard, living to the lamplight
Old to the fireside, girls from the twilight
Babe to the breast, and heart to its haven
Lost ones home
—Kathleen Raine, Spell to Bring Lost Creatures Home

twilight casts its spell
the forest sighs and trembles
children, shadows long,
hurry down the lanes,
swinging through the gates

Home, young ones home!
Home, strayed ones home!

sailors ride dark swells,
drunkards drink their fill
sad girls bathe in lamplight,
glassy-eyed and pale,
no one to regale

Home, all souls home!
Home, lost ones home!

feather and fur reclaim the night,
creep and prowl
scatter in haste at dawn’s first light,
heed the call

Home, night owls home!
Home, small beasts home!
Home, strayed ones home!
Home, young ones home!
All souls home!


from Roses on the Vine, released November 16, 2018


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Christine Fellows Winnipeg, Manitoba

Christine Fellows finds music in sounds we tend to take for granted: the voices of the people we love, the sounds of the spaces we move through as part of our daily lives. Fellows is based in Winnipeg, Canada, where she collaborates with artists from all disciplines to create and produce performance works and recordings. ... more

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