{"id":25139,"date":"2023-11-24T03:29:00","date_gmt":"2023-11-24T01:29:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/alluringcreations.co.za\/wp\/?p=25139"},"modified":"2025-04-14T18:05:00","modified_gmt":"2025-04-14T16:05:00","slug":"on-the-night-of-saint-andrew-on-wolves-night-im4ro","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/alluringcreations.co.za\/wp\/on-the-night-of-saint-andrew-on-wolves-night-im4ro\/","title":{"rendered":"On the Night of Saint Andrew, on Wolves’ Night #Im4Ro"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

On the Night of Saint Andrew, on wolves’ night, in Romanian folklore it is believed that the boundary between the living world and the realm of the dead becomes blurred. Troublesome spirits, known as strigoii, moroii<\/em>, or vampires, are said to roam the villages, especially the crossroads, tormenting the living and even inflict harm. <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n

Similar-sounding words with eerie connotations are found in other Romance languages: in Italian “strega” means witch and “stregone” is sorcerer, in French stryge <\/em>is a bird-woman, in Greek we have Strix<\/em>, in Polish strzyga<\/em>, and in Albanian shtriga<\/em> shares this dark folklore.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

On the Night of Saint Andrew<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Hear the wind hissing like a crazed whip,
hear it roaring like a mad thing,
the sky darkened, sun long dead,
moon a yellow thumbnail about to swell
among grey clouds, rising now and then:
a boat lost to life, hauling souls of the undead.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Hear the sad moaning growing over fields,
rising over graveyards, lifting those long gone;
hear the lost cries sneaking over fences,
shapes and shadows lurking, nightmares of the senses \u2013
no escape for living. Too late for weak souls!
It\u2019s the end of year. That one blasted night<\/p>\n\n\n\n

when the cold mists open slashing sleeping plains,
when the air is frozen that no scent should ebb,
it\u2019s the touch of rot, of mouldy tinge to dust
penetrating windows, seeping under doors,
tinging, stirring, pulling, even breathing in-
into unknowing, poor sleeping souls of living beings.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In the remote darkness where the evil stems,
on this one night, at November\u2019s end,
only wolves call hither, edging from the woods,
their red eyes dancing to the fence and through,
while owl hoots raspy, the call of undead:
tonight they return to take what\u2019s theirs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

ghosts afloat, no footprints left on frozen ground,
dark forms crawling, lingering on rocks
the earth trembles, ground spits them out,
not even the dirt likes their crippled touch
while near the headstone of the corner grave
a shape, darkest one, sends a jolt to all;<\/p>\n\n\n\n

most evil of evils, most undead of all,
most feared and cursed, last to come, but first 
to have waited, drooled, clawed at his locked box
shiver, twist and struggle till the clock had struck
midnight on Saint Andrew\u2019s, one night in the year, 
one night only – when evil creeps out, freed of fear.           <\/p>\n\n\n\n

the church\u2019s tower faltered, the bell, a new crack,
the old fir tree fell,
while on dark sky above
wicked branches curve
like claws closing in:
\u201cit\u201d is crowned in darkness, in moonlight\u2019s yellow glow<\/p>\n\n\n\n

all the ghosts now gather around their mastermind
and spin tales of horror, all the evil done.
Wolves cease yelping, owls hide in wing,
bats dig deeper – none can stand such tales.
None can hear, can last, through the evil done,
none but them imagines such deeds to construct!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ghosts of night, strigoii<\/em>, of one night alone,
night of Saint Andrew, last November dusk,
when the gates stand open, gates between the worlds
when in the dark hour, then one hour more,
and another, nightmares, till that tinge of light,
fill the air, the ground, swim in all still lakes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

One more chance, last crossing, for moroii<\/em> to try
grab the weak in spirit, steal the weak at heart,
this night\u2019s for the strega<\/em>, the stregone<\/em>, la<\/em> stryge,<\/em>
for the Strix<\/em>, strzyga, shtriga,<\/em> the vampire, all!
Theirs it is, in blackness,
theirs to stride. And grab.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

So hold your babe closest, leave your candle alight
stir the fire high, pile on it more logs
bring the garlic near, and the silver stick,
keep your wits about you and, mostly, a clean heart-
till the first glow tinges the church\u2019s lone mast,
till that first echo of its unsung bell,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

till the blessed sun\u2019s ray
first, pierces the dark.
and this one night, darkest,
of Andrew\u2019s Saint, when gates stand open
and darkness spills out
is over\u2026 till its time comes back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Copyright \u00a9 Patricia Furstenberg. All Rights Reserved.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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