I, Coral, shall cut myself open,
And bare these insides raw.
Watching as it pours Evermore,
Out and out and out, let me out!
Shall I emerge from the depths
Of this night sea journey?
Hidden, repressed, I must confess!
Tears shall merge with the ocean.
Take heed, for now— all is in motion.
No! I shall not drown, that I will not allow!
Gliding through these murky waters,
I shall be reborn from the slaughter.
I can see the Joseph Campbell in this.
If you ever want to focus on Arthurian Literature, let me know. That was one of my specializations, and there are some fantastic things, but aside from the Lit itself, I’d probably recommend starting with Jessie Weston’s FROM RITUAL TO ROMANCE (it’s relatively short-er, but it makes most sense if you’ve read some Arthurian Lit. and know a snippet about the dying and reviving god myths (and the Green Man myths). Sir J.G. Frazer’s THE GOLDEN BOUGH (a bunch of volumes) is the magnum opus (opi?) in that category.
