But I've also been drafting a couple of poems - one about the parade of souls at the breakfast table and another about Hermes. He's the god of travellers and traders, the god who crosses borders and boundaries. In my mind's eye I imagine him hanging out at Calais and among the refugees of Iraq and Syria. I don't know how much help he'll be - he's not a straightforward god. He's inventive but he's also a trickster. He's mercurial - literally, he later became the Roman god Pan. Perhaps he's Loki too. I've even come across a suggestion in my research that his modern incarnation is Wily Coyote.
I like him. He makes more sense to me than most of the gods I come across. I guess I'm ok with a god that plays dice!
While researching I also discovered a poem written about him by H.D., and it's wonderful (damn!).
|Hermes of the Ways|
|By H. D.|