Life, lyric, and the hidden heart of myth and literature.
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In Slavic lands, winter was never just a season. It was a presence. It arrived quietly, without ceremony, settling into forests and villages like a held breath. Snow did not merely fall. It sealed. Rivers did not simply freeze. They slept. Slavic gods do not conform to any kind of…
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The air is crisp, the candles are lit, and I think it’s safe to say that my favourite reading mug has achieved a permanent position in my hand. It is, undeniably, peak reading season. There is a quiet, unique magic to a good winter read. The right book provides the…
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They told me you were gone, and I just froze, Like the icy rain that fell that day and turned into cold sludge Out in the streets, where the cars still ran and people trudged On and on, in their own little ruts, towards some insignificant goal The rain turned…
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In Slavic lands, winter was never just a season. It was a presence. It arrived quietly, without ceremony, settling into forests and villages like a held breath. Snow did not merely fall. It sealed. Rivers did not simply freeze. They slept. Slavic gods do not conform to any kind of…
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Sunset
Sunset comes with age, Senility coats it with oblivion, Separates it from the rigid reality. Thoughts wander through some vast valleys, And nobody can find you.…
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A Tale of … Several Campuses
As Malcolm Bradbury put it in the first line of The History Man: “Now it is autumn again; the people are all coming back,” yet…
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The Sugarcoating: A Birthday Poem
Another year has blown by As quickly as a gust of wind It has ruffled the leaves Strewn the papers across the floor Turned the…
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The Stitched-up Girl
I will start this new notebook with my all-times favourite author, the one whose books always stir something in me, summon a memory, and awaken…
● About Me
Welcome.
I’m Erna, the writer and creator behind this space. I’m a creative business owner, lifelong lover of words, and a devoted cat lady. Slavic mythology sits at the heart of my work, and here you’ll find my poems, book reviews, retellings of old myths, and glimpses into my own books and writing journey.
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● MY BOOKs
Beneath the Surface
My poetry collection Beneath the Surface revolves around the secrets, weaknesses, and monsters that creep beneath the surface of the everyday existence. Go here to learn more!
Myths & Stories 