Marie Noight A’Shunning by John W. Sexton (with S. McCabe)
Freckled with sparrows
Thrushes for tresses
The hedge-girl turns
The dial of the moon
Marie Noight A’Shunning
Through the rushes running
Call her name
When the night is long
Then she’ll shout
the stars down
John W. Sexton’s mind was poured into his body in 1958; since then his life has been dedicated to poetry.
How Marie Noight A’Shunning came to be is a transatlantic astral event (Canada, dreamtime, Ireland). I heard this name in my sleep and in my half-sleep wrote it down. I posted on Facebook about being puzzled; who she was, what she represented. When John W. saw her name he felt an immediate response. Translating these feelings into poetry. My images create a parallel narrative exploring Marie’s identity.
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