Paganism is a field of spiritual traditions broadly described as "nature religions." This includes a variety of different examples in historic and contemporary cultures.
Asatru,
Druidry, and
Wicca are among the best-known branches but many Pagans simply identify as "
eclectic."
Happily, Pagan culture
adores poetry. Most
Pagan magazines include at least some poems. So do many ceremonial books, because spells and rituals often consist partly or wholly of poetry. Much has been posted online, especially
chants for which you can find huge archives. Paganism is also one of the few cultures that currently has a thriving oral tradition. Many chants, songs, and certain bits of ritual are regularly transmitted by word of mouth at festivals. People hear them, go home, and try it with their own coven or other spiritual group. There are even folks who can recite some of the historic Pagan poems like the
Poetic Edda. Some of this is explicitly magical or spiritual poetry, while some looks like plain nature poetry because Pagans revere nature. So you don't necessarily have to be Pagan to find poems that may resonate for you.
One of our greatest living poets is
Starhawk. She has tremendous skill with imagery, word choice, and rhythm. Her poems, chants, and liturgy are vivid and they really tend to stick in people's minds. Almost all Pagans today have heard of her and at least seen or heard some of her work, even if they practice a different tradition. Starhawk is best known for her work in feminist Wicca; she founded
Reclaiming and wrote the famous book
The Spiral Dance.
"Maenad Prophecy"
by Starhawk
When kings wage unjust war,
When poison fills the skies,
When the rich prey on the poor,
When hope for justice dies
When a spell lies o¹er the land,
Of malice and of lies,
Then a wild and fearless band
Of women shall arise
Crazy saints, yoginis,
Peering through the gloom,
Maenads and dakinis
Witches grab your brooms!
Sweep away the stench
Sweep away the sneers!
Sweep away the clench
Of hunger and of fears
Dance to feel the passion
Dance to wake the wild,
To honor deep compassion,
For the forest and the child,
Dance to keep the Arctic cool,
To keep the jungle green,
Dance for every holy fool,
For every wound unseen.
Dance for justice, dance for peace
Dance for life to thrive,
May beauty, health and joy increase
For every being alive
Dance in love, dance in wrath,
For chains to fall apart,
Dance to choose a better path,
Dance for strength of heart,
All across the nation,
Bankers quail and glower,
Cracked is the foundation
Of the bastions of power
Strong walls crumble,
Kings face their final hour,
An angry earth shall rumble,
Down shall fall the Tower.
And through its stones shall weave the roots
Of a living tree
That offers us its shining fruits
Of truth and liberty
Fruit to fill each empty hand
With sweet gifts of the earth
Dance to heal this bleeding land--
A new world comes to birth.