Orddu, ‘Very Black’,
Last Witch of Pennant Gofid,
the Valley of Grief where the grief-crows
still flock over your bones.
A cup for you
for the first time
in 1500 years poured.
Even if I offered a cup a day
it would not make up for
Arthur’s draining of your blood.
I have bled enough
and the time has come
to be strong in my heart –
I will not fall to Arthur’s sword.
I will pour a cup for you,
Orddu, Orwen, Ogddu…
for all your ancestors
back to Eira, ‘Snow’.
I will restore the tradition
of the Inspired Ones of the North.
