The Feast of St. Mary of Elegance Blogging


Today is the Feast of St. Mary of Magdala, which translates to St. Mary of Elegance. Jesus’ hetaira, she has become, at least through myth, perhaps the last in a long line of sacred and blessed religious sex priestesses.

Here’s my brilliant friend, Amy, singing her praises:

And, of course, here’s the hymn attributed to her that I knew as a young woman:

She inspires poetry to this day:

Marie Howe

You know it was funny because he seemed so well the night before
I stayed over to meet a student before class

—sitting at the picnic table…already so hot so early.
I must have been looking for a pen or something

when I thought of the car keys and, rummaging through my bag,
couldn’t find them and was up and walking across the grass when

I heard myself say, I feel as if I’m going to lose something today,
—and then I knew, and ran the rest of the way.

Me, I’m a long way from wanting to enable/adore/care for some man or some god. But I still think of this Mary as a friend of mine, a fantasy I had when I was young and didn’t dare to know myself.

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