Water Boys: Heimdall

The Watchman Between the Worlds

Heimdall and His Nine Mothers by W.G. Collingwood

The realms of water, the sea and intuition are by no means dominated by women. Though primarily feminine, to be sure, there are still several masculine deities and energies of water and the ocean. As we are made up of all the elements, though some may be more influential than others, we are all made up of typically “feminine” and “masculine” energies and attributes too.

Just as it is vital for women to be in touch with their more assertive, masculine sides, men desperately need to be in touch with their feminine sides and simply with their own Mother Nature, as we have plainly seen throughout destructive, misogynistic history. The men and gods of the waters exemplify this need perfectly and have much to teach everyone, male and female, about balance and beauty.

I’d like to begin with a personal favorite – Heimdall, of the Norse and Germanic pantheon. You may be familiar with the name and “character” from, if nothing else, Marvel’s Thor comics and movies. While that is hardly an ideal source for any accurate information about ancient Norse cosmology, it has undoubtedly introduced many to the age-old gods of Scandinavia and neighboring countries.

Heimdal, Thor, Odin and the others have been carelessly relegated in modern times to not only the world of comics and over-hyped movies, but often to what is lazily called “Viking mythology”. I should here like to address and put this glaring mis-categorization to bed; there is really no such thing as simply Viking mythology, as the Viking period is but a specific and very limited time in Norse history.

It is far more accurate to say Norse or Scandinavian mythology, as these gods existed long before, and long after, what is known as the Viking Age (only 793-1066 CE, not even three hundred years). That would be like referring to Japanese mythology as merely “Samurai mythology”, only worse as the relatively few Nordic people referred to specifically as Vikings did not last even half so long as the elite military class of the Samurai (from roughly 900 to the 1860s, nearly a thousand years).

It is the popularity of the comics that are only loosely based on Norse lore, not to mention highly glamorizing TV shows, that have led many people to have serious misunderstandings about what these deities and energies really are, as well as the real stories behind them.

Yet there is so much that can be learned and appreciated from the rich history and lore of these countries and their pre-Christian spiritualities. Thor is often lovingly and only half-jokingly called the “gateway god” to Paganism, most particularly Asatru, which is the faith of those “True to the Aesir”, also called Heathenism. Thor and Heimdall have many adventures and exploits together, often on the behalf of the goddess of love and magic, Freya. In addition to Thor, Heimdall is one of the very few specific male deities/energies with whom I work, have forged a strong understanding and even have certain personal elements and qualities in common. If your knowledge of Heimdall comes only from what you have seen in the movies, you may be at quite a loss as to why I write about him in the context of water deities.

However, that is indeed what he is, among other things, though many popular representations don’t do him justice.

Heimdall – Guardian of Bifrost by Howard David Johnson

Heimdall is often considered one of the Aesir, the race and generation of gods which includes Thor, Odin, Frigga, Baldr, Sif and others. One of his epithets is “The Shining Ase” and he was indeed beloved by all those gods. He seems to have been just as frequently, if not more, included with the Vanir – the other, more wild and earthy race of gods – as is stated by Helene A. Guerber in her classic “Myths of the Norsemen”.

Freya Aswynn, one of the world’s leading authorities on the runes and a priestess of Wodan (Odin), also posits in her excellent book “Northern Mysteries and Magick” that Heimdall is actually one of the Vanir due to his repeated connections to the Vana Freya, and by extension to Njord (or Niord), the god of the Sea and father to Freya and her twin brother Frey.

This makes much more sense to me than classifying him as one of the Aesir, and reinforces his primary element of water. Yet it is my personal belief that he is at once perhaps both and neither, though more likely neither.

Heimdall is very much an “in-between” being, in almost every way. He guards the Bifrost, or the Rainbow Bridge, which connects our earthly realm of Midgard to Asgard, the dwelling of the Aesir. Being a bridge, it is not technically part of any world. He is also very unique and pure among the gods in his origin, appearance, character, his abilities and qualities, not to mention his role as a most vigilant and steadfast guardian between worlds.

Heimdall was always depicted in resplendent white armor and he was therefore called the bright god. He was also known as the light, innocent and graceful god, all of which names he fully deserved, for he was as good as he was beautiful, and all the gods loved him.” – Helene A. Guerber, “Myths of the Norsemen”

He also possessed a swift, golden-maned horse named Gull-top, who carried him back and forth over the bridge. Horses are well established in multiple stories and mythologies as sojourners between the worlds, another being Odin’s own magical, eight-legged steed Sleipnir.

All these things speak to Heimdall’s firm position “in-between”.

His most obvious connection to Water comes from his nine mothers who were the Nine Waves of the ocean. They are considered to be the daughters of Njord, who then of course would be Heimdall’s grandfather, supporting Aswynn’s assertion of his status as a Vana. It has been my belief and conjecture that he began as a Vana, or at least closely related to the Vanir, and sort of evolved into his own separate and in-between state, especially once he took the appointment by the Aesir to guard the Bifrost.

His solar qualities, his descriptors of “shining”, “bright”, and his associations with the East and the new day also attribute to him his secondary element of Fire. Indeed he is “fire born of water”, as Aswynn eloquently puts forth. This both links and opposes him to Loki, the god who is wholly uncontrolled fire, and the two are fated foes who destroy each other at the Ragnarok, the destruction of the world that brings forth a new world and a new generation of gods. Heimdall in fact takes the form of a white seal when he fights Loki, therefore a totem animal for him and another link to his primary element of Water.

As the warder of the Rainbow, Heimdall was also the god of the rains and dews which quenched and refreshed the earth. He clearly embodies the forces of light, protection, life and all that supports and nourishes life, especially water.

We see a natural cycle reflected in Heimdall and his role, as he was first conceived and born Below, by and through the ocean, and ascended as a pure and shining god to the role of a protector beloved of all the gods and the only one charged with guarding the sacred Rainbow path from Midgard to the higher realm of Asgard. From Above, where he dwells and stands watch, he sends pure water back down to the Earth that is under the vigilance of his most sharp eyes and most acute hearing. What could be a more poetic allegory and representation for the beauty, necessity, purity and protection that Water affords us, both physically and spiritually?

Water is everywhere, is vigilant, aware and sees, holds, hears and remembers everything. So too does Heimdall. As stated before, he often acts a sort of guardian and champion to Freya. With the help of Thor, who primarily represents strength and fertility, he serves her and performs important tasks for her, often defending her against the mischief of his enemy Loki, as when he stole Freya’s enchanted necklace Brisingamen.

More than beauty, love, sexuality and magic – or rather as all of these combined – Freya ultimately represents life itself, as she is indeed the only one of the original gods of both races who survives Ragnarok. Life goes on and cannot be stopped. Heimdall’s connection to and frequent protection of Freya represents the inextricable link between water and life, and the need life has for both light and water.

Water belongs to itself, generates and regenerates itself and exists in a perpetual cycle that rises and falls between the realms and, together with radiant light, creates both life and the beautiful illusion that is the rainbow. This is the very spirit and elemental power that created and is represented by the deity Heimdall, who is fire born of water, and the magical guardian between the worlds who ensures, even through his own sacrifice, that life will always continue.

Song to Heimdall

To you who guards the Rainbow Bridge
To you who sounds the Gjallarhorn
To you who sees and hears all
Hail to you, hail Heimdall

You are the most Shining Ase
You are the son of the Nine Waves
Loki shall at your hand fall
Hail to you, hail Heimdall!

© Article and original poem “Song to Heimdall” 2019 Meredith Everwhite – All Rights Reserved

A Misty Autumn Morning

While lying in a sadness deep
I was awoken from that sleep
by sweetest purrs and softest fur
She gently bade me rise and see
the magical mist that called to me

With all haste I made my way
out into the newborn day
And to my heavy eyes it seemed
that still I wandered in the veil of dreams
where trees whispered within their shrouds
as I walked along in forested clouds.

Am I lost in this foggy Fall?
Is there no one to hear my heart’s call?
So much is now past, I know it well
Now long gone, simple memories
in countless tears that fell and fell.
Still they fall, still they fall…



Deirdre of the Sorrows by John Duncan

Deirdre of the Sorrows by John Duncan


“Celtic people, at their very core, are a water people. Within the various expressions of Celtic culture and spirituality there are hill people, shore people, and island people, but in each expression there is a deep and abiding orientation to the holiness of water. Something of the spirit of water has gotten right down into our souls, into our bones. Water has shaped us….In contemplating my own ancestors, I have arrived at the conclusion that Celtic people are not only a people of the water but also, and even more so, we are the consummate children of the mist.” – Frank MacEowen, “The Mist-Filled Path: Celtic Wisdom for Exiles, Wanderers and Seekers” New World Library 2002

© 2018 Meredith Everwhite (poem and featured image) All Rights Reserved

Welcome, Blessed and Watery Autumn!

Now we have entered autumn, the latter, darker half of the year. The Western Quarter, the Quarter of Water where endings begin. Days grow chillier, nights grow longer, and deep, aqueous contemplation pulls us into reflective silence. Or so it should. Don’t fight it. It is time to slow down, to breathe deep and to float and drift along the cycling currents of the seasons. The Western setting sun glows in the turning and falling leaves, reminding us all things end and transform. So sacred and vital is the West, to which wise ones from Paracelsus to Native American tribes assign the element of water. There dwells the Thunderbird, sending rains and thunder, indeed all water, from this darkening direction. Water reminds us that the only constant is change, and water itself, though ever welling and flowing, rising and falling, never dies but only continually moves and transforms. We are water, we are change, we are growth and transformation. We evolve, we grow, we must always learn to let go.

the-autumn-1896 Mucha

The Autumn by Alphonse Mucha 1896

The sacred trees into hues of golden fire now turn
past tears to dry, old woes and dross to burn.
While the wise Tiger of the West
Leads us into well-deserved rest
With his long-awaited and joyous return.

The cool and crisp air awakens and stirs,
The Goddess reminding me that we are all hers.
Even with thoughts of ends and death
I take in all nature with a hopeful breath,
As the line ‘tween this world and the Other steadily blurs…



see also last year’s: The White Tiger of the West: Autumn Equinox Oracle

featured image: Autumn Effect at Argenteuil by Claude Monet, 1873

© 2018 Meredith Everwhite (all original material including poem) – All Rights Reserved

Conchomancy: Janthina, the Blind Mystic

Janthina janthina is one of my favorite shells and, to my great delight, not only did I receive an actual Janthina shell from my friend and teacher Michelle Hanson, but other representations of the Janthina keep finding their way to me. This, combined with the natural attraction I have always felt to the shell and how much I relate to various aspects of it, reinforces it as at least one past & current (and perhaps mainly transitionally) personal shell partner for me.

janthina trinket box

A few years before I started studying the Ocean Oracle and received the actual shell, I inherited from my grandmother a lovely little porcelain trinket box in the shape of a Janthina. At the time I just thought it was a purple seashell but was so happy to later discover exactly what shell it represented.

My life has been filled with painful personal challenges for several months now, and it has been nigh impossible for me to apply myself to almost any spiritual or creative endeavors. Indeed, any endeavor more complicated than getting out of bed and through the day has been a battle. Especially throughout these struggles and changes, the meanings and messages of Janthina have been all the more profound and have revealed themselves to be somewhat more varied and intricate than I thought, at least in ways and for me personally, which I can’t emphasize enough.

In Michelle’s guidebook Ocean Oracle: What Seashells Reveal About Our True Nature, the meaning attributed to the Janthina is as follows…

“Living in a fantasy world, clinging to the clouds with no desire to be shown anything different; a state of denial.”

She continues with a more detailed explanation…

“Although it is unable to swim, the Janthina lives on the surface of the ocean far from shore. It accomplishes this by attaching itself to a homemade raft of mucus-cemented air bubbles. Its survival depends on clinging to these air bubbles, which is equivalent to the desire to live in fantasy, for if it becomes dislodged from the raft it will drown. In addition, the animal is blind, indicating a preference to not see the reality”.

Janthina is indeed very unique among mollusks in the way that it lives in the ocean. Frankly, I found it to be of a more admirable, daring nature than one of just denial and being willfully blind to reality. But this isn’t entirely what Michelle Hanson means to imply, as the meaning of the shells can be complicated and their ultimate interpretation depends strongly on the reaction or attraction of the one choosing the shell in a reading.

I take that to be perhaps the more “negative” or shadowy side of its meanings, rather like a reversed Tarot card or upside-down rune, but again this “negative or positive” interpretation or influence is more determined by whether someone likes the shell or not.

Researching the mollusk and how it grows and lives left me in awe of its very magical ways, and inspired this little poem, which I would like to confess I actually still took some artistic license with and in no way meant to change or disparage its meaning within the Ocean Oracle

Fair little Janthina,
lilac fairy of the sea –
you are no clinging coward
lost in vain fantasy.

You are a treasure rare and brave
for your raft is your life,
or the depths are your grave

The very depth you gaze upon
from your lofty sea-ceiling,
where you see all that I’m feeling,
little empath floating In-Between.

You need not eyes to see
For still you feel and dare
and feast on most dangerous fare!

Your glistening, highest abode
is shared by none other pelagic
And though so delicate and small
You are filled with transformative magic!

Life is so precarious and unpredictable and I feel that, to some extent, we are all barely holding on to whatever we create to keep ourselves afloat. We sometimes have to be very resourceful and creative and I feel that this can be beautifully reflected in the Janthina.

Of course, sometimes we create or think we have created something that may end up not being what we believed, or that we shouldn’t hold on to anymore, as I personally learned in my life recently. It can be bad enough that perhaps we are or can come across as something of a “clinging coward lost in a vain fantasy”.

But Janthina can also further teach us to adapt and to make the best of what we have, especially when it is not what we planned, wanted or is uncomfortable.

Here are some helpful associations and correspondences that presented themselves to me as I studied and meditated upon all aspects of the Janthina shell and the miraculous mollusk that creates it. I admit I may have, in my enthusiasm, dug for a few a little more than they may have presented themselves! But not much.


Janthina correspondence graphic

© 2018 Meredith Everwhite

To elaborate on all these, let us begin with gender, which I have assigned as feminine. This is due not only to its small, delicate nature and coloring and how passively it lives (apart from its predation!), but almost entirely to the fact that all Janthinas are born as males and turn into females as they grow.

While this is not the only mollusk to have unique sexual features, including undergoing sex change in its life, I still find at least some of the following to be relevant and helpful. But I also want to clarify that there are other shells that may still, while having some of this in common with Janthina, illustrate these points and energies better and more directly.

It is also because of this feature that I find it can assist men with developing and honoring their feminine side, as well as those who undergo male-to-female sex change, or biological males who simply identify as female. Even those, male or female, who discover they are not heterosexual can benefit from Janthina’s peaceful, accepting energy, I believr.

Additionally, it can be beneficial for healing (or can represent the need to heal) sexual abuse as there is no direct contact between males and females when it comes to reproducing, and males do not even possess a penis.

Obviously the first element I would associate with any seashell is water. However, some have certain characteristics which may align it with other elements. In the case of Janthina, I associate the secondary element of air, as it resides permanently between Air and Water, a powerful “in-between” place. It can therefore represent balance between logic and emotion, which are represented by Air and Water, respectively.

This helps us see different ways to interpret its attachment to its raft, and when we use that as a metaphor for our own lives and habits, we can ask ourselves many revealing questions. Are we balanced between logic and emotion, staying afloat? Or are we losing our grip and sinking, being controlled by emotion alone?

What is it that keeps you afloat in this world, and how do you view it? Is it something you could let go of if you had to, allowing you to move on in a healthy way? Or is it something that you have made so weighty and important that you feel like you would die if you lost it?


janthina on bubble raft

© 2016 Jackie Sones – Coastal and Marine Sciences Institute


I find Janthina to be most closely related to and representative of the astrological sign of Pisces, being not only watery, but a color associated with both Pisces and its planetary rulers of Jupiter and Neptune (as well as with other correspondences). Hence, I also consider the shell’s “planetary rulers” to be not only Neptune but the Moon.

Pisces is also the sign that is most likely to become severely emotionally crippled and afflicted if out of balance or bereft of nurturing. The Moon, apart from its marine associations, also has much to do with illusion, a shadow side of the shell’s meanings.

Janthina carries energies that are appropriate to the Third Eye chakra, which has to do with spiritual Sight, intuition and higher spiritual understanding. I also relate it to the Crown chakra, the highest, as it too dwells high on top of the sea.

Its color, again, is related to both of these chakras, as its hue can vary from pale violet to indigo.

The fact that Janthina is eyeless further attests to its associations with intuition, in my mind. I was reminded of the advice of Obi-Wan Kenobi to young Luke as he began his Jedi training…

“Your eyes can deceive you, don’t trust them!”

Janthina seems to do just fine without eyes! Being small, fragile, unable to swim and blind does not stop it from feeding on dangerous velellas and Portuguese Man-O’-War jellyfish! (velellas are technically hydrozoans, Portuguese Man-O’-War is technically a siphonophore, closely related to jellyfish)

I personally am not sure that a natural lack of physical eyes is necessarily a fair metaphor for a conscious choice that would be a “preference to not see the reality”, but it can remind us that it is all the more important to use our intuition and be honest with ourselves about what we are perceiving and clinging to. As long as you sense the truth and reality one way or another!


janthina eating velella aphotomarine

Janthina janthina eating a velella, image courtesy of David Fenwick – Aphotomarine Photography


Seashells and crystals have wonderful similarities and make great partners in healing, meditation, ritual work, etc. No prizes for guessing my reasons for partnering Janthina with amethyst! Not only for the obvious color similarities, but the energies and uses attached to amethyst (dream work, meditation, intuition, mysticism, high vibrations) make these a perfect pair.

Remember, many energies and uses attributed to natural substances often begin with their very deliberate color. It is not a purely coincidental visual aesthetic, and this is the case with many of my Janthina correspondences.


janthina and amethyst


There is a good handful of Tarot cards in which I can see the energy, messages and variations there of of the Janthina, the main three being the Hanged Man, the Queen of Cups, and the Seven of Cups.



The Hanged Man is suspended in a rather precarious but enlightening position, much like Janthina is. Again, the fact that the Janthina has no eyes means that it must rely on other ways of perceiving, just as the Hanged Man teaches us is sometimes necessary, and that a simple shift in perspective can make all the difference.


shadowscapes queen of cups large

The feminine Queen of Cups also dances most gracefully and fearlessly upon the surface of the waters she knows so well. She has mastered her emotions and the realm of intuition and is the Lady of the first and most magical element.

As you can see, Stephanie Law’s representation of the Queen of Cups and the Seven of Cups in her Shadowscapes Tarot are especially appropriate for the correspondence of this shell.

The Seven of Cups is probably the most fitting card for the Janthina, as it reflects the duality of her fragile and somewhat illusory nature.

Many consider the Seven of Cups to automatically represent illusions and getting lost in fantasy but, somewhat like Janthina, it is more complex than that.

The reversed Seven of Cups can certainly indicate temptations, indulgence, being blinded by fantasies and futile pie in the sky, or poorly guided choices, i.e. an excess or sort of perverse or twisted version of its potential energy.

However, upright, it represents imagination, possibilities, choices and visions. Seven is the number of understanding, magical forces, esoteric knowledge, imagination and mystery – all relevant key-words for the Janthina, again at least in accordance with my personal experience of additional energies of the shell.

Though all those aspects and energies can indeed have a lot to do with the Ocean Oracle’s meaning of Janthina, and are powerful tools that can help one understand and see clearly and wisely choose what to build a life on and hold onto.

shadowscapes 7 of cups

Just as seashells can and do have helpful crystal partners, they also share similarities with herbs and flowers. All the magical tools & treasures of nature have various  correspondences, connections and allies!

I relate Janthina to lavender, violets and periwinkle. Again, color and its natural attributions and energies play a part in my perhaps obvious and predictable choices!


The beautiful, floral lavender has long been associated with calming, healing energies and high vibrations. Janthina, as we have seen, also has very peaceful energy and a naturally high vibration which is reflected in its mystical color and the literal height at which in lives. Lavender is also associated with the Air element.

Violets, apart from being violet, also have watery associations in Greek legend to link them to Janthina. The playwright Aristophanes referred to Athens as the “Violet-Crowned City,” because the name of Ion, the legendary founder of Athens who was crowned there, is identical to “ion,” the Greek word for violet. According to legend, Ion was leading his people to Attica and was welcomed by water nymphs, who gave him violets as signs of their good wishes.


The periwinkle flower I associate with Janthina because of its color, its five, slightly spiraling petals that echo the shell’s spiral and give it a magical, pentacle-like appearance, and the fact that its name derives from the Latin vincire, meaning “to bind”, or “fetter”, and the Janthina is surely bound to its airy raft as a matter of life-or-death.

Infact, periwinkle is associated with death, as it was frequently grown in graveyards (both intentionally and naturally as it is invasive and thrives on undisturbed land) and the Welsh believed that one would be haunted for a year should they pick periwinkle from a grave.


In conclusion, most of the energies I attribute to the Janthina, including the shadow meanings and conditions it may assist in healing, should be more or less self-explanatory. And while “feelings of separation from Source or of divine abandonment” may also be especially obvious, let me expound on this notion.

Much of the following explanation of this notion is very personal for me, to be fair, and is somewhat my own unique extrapolation though I don’t believe it to be too excessive or off the mark.

The Janthina, as has become thoroughly illustrated by now, depends entirely upon its bubble raft to survive in a vast ocean in which it cannot swim. Do you ever feel like this? Like you live in a world in which you barely know how to get by as the unique spirit that you are?

As I asked earlier on, what is your personal raft? Your spirituality? A relationship? Your career? Sometimes, no matter what we do or consider the center of our world, we can find ourselves becoming tempest-tossed and sinking into the depths of despair, losing what we so loved.

When something we have been clinging to with all our strength and determination turns out to not be what we thought – or even to be our very undoing – it is so easy to feel like we’ve been abandoned or betrayed by whatever higher power we believe in.

Itis easy to believe in, to trust, or to love something or someone when everything is going your way. Our convictions are put to the test when we lose what we held nearest and dearest.

Janthina teaches us that sometimes we have to let go. Letting go of what does not serve you does not have to result in the very literal end that Janthina experiences when she loses her raft, though it can feel just like that’s what is happening.

From this little shell that lives in constant danger, we also learn that we must continue to trust and to remain true to ourselves no matter what we lose. Whatever is at the center of your spiritual beliefs – Goddess, God, multiple deities, Nature, Buddha, elemental beings, ancestors, etc – it is still always there for you and you are never truly cut off or abandoned unless you cut yourself off.

Find the thing in your life that, no matter what you have to lose or let go of, you will never really lose. Something that you carry in your heart, mind and soul, and that reminds you of your own worth and divinity, and you will never be lost to an abyss of hopelessness.

To quote another wise, magical teacher, Gandalf the Grey…

“Despair is only for those who see the end beyond all doubt.”

queen of cups detail purple tint

© 2018 Meredith Everwhite – All Rights Reserved

Featured Image: Janthina on bubble raft, courtesy David Fenwick – Aphotomarine Photography

Ocean Oracle by Michelle Hanson


Words of Water: from “The Rime of the Ancient Mariner”

In Coleridge’s longest and most famous major poem, a lanky old mariner regales a stranger on his way to a wedding with a supernatural tale of a long sea voyage-turned-nightmare due to the shooting of an albatross. At one dire point, the thirst-crazed mariner and his shipmates encounter (or hallucinate..?) a crumbling shell of a ship bearing Death himself and a yet more frightening female companion, playing at a game of chance to determine which will claim either the crew or the mariner who killed the fateful albatross.

The ghostly hulk comes alongside the mariner’s ship, and surprise and confusion turns quickly to terror as he recognizes the figures aboard…

Alas! (thought I, and my heart beat loud)

How fast she nears and nears!
Are those her sails that glance in the sun,
Like restless gossameres?

Are those her ribs through which the sun
Did peer, as through a grate?
And is that Woman all her crew?
Is that a Death? and are there two?
Is Death that Woman’s mate?

Her lips were red, her looks were free,
Her locks were yellow as gold:
Her skin was as white as leprosy,
The Nightmare Life-in-Death was she,
Who thicks man’s blood with cold.

The naked hulk alongside came,
And the twain were casting dice;
`The game is done! I’ve won! I’ve won!’
Quoth she, and whistles thrice.

The sun’s rim dips; the stars rush out:
At one stride comes the dark;
With far-heard whisper o’er the sea,
Off shot the spectre-bark.

We listened and looked sideways up!
Fear at my heart, as at a cup,
My life-blood seemed to sip!
The stars were dim, and thick the night,
The steersman’s face by his lamp gleamed white;
From the sails the dew did drip –
Till clomb above the eastern bar
The horned moon, with one bright star
Within the nether tip.

One after one, by the star-dogged moon,
Too quick for groan or sigh,
Each turned his face with a ghastly pang,
And cursed me with his eye.



Death and his companion, Life-in-Death, from “Poems of Coleridge” illustrated by Gerald Fenwick Metcalfe 1907

Life-in-Death preferred, obviously, to have won the mariner, securing for him (as is her role, made evident by her name) a fate worse than death as punishment for killing the albatross. He is condemned to watch his shipmates die one by one, and then to spend seven days and nights staring at the curse in their eyes, their faces frozen in haunting, accusing expressions.

Though mercifully, he was freed of his punishment and the dead albatross which had hung about his neck, but only once he acknowledged in awe the beauty of all the creatures in the sea, to which he had earlier disdainfully referred to as “slimy things”.


Read the full poem here

Featured image: “Ship” by Mikalojus Konstaninas Ciulionis 1906

Original material © 2017 M. Everwhite – All Rights Reserved