The Cold of Cailleach

[Achebe]

The cloud-crowned thunderer
speaks to his people
with the falling rain .....I take this to mean some Celtic deity, though I don't know which (Toutatis? Belenos? O Anthea Bell and Derek Hockridge!!)
 
He speaks often
and is not always polite
 
Turning her smooth face skyward ...nice transition
the loch lady drinks .
at one with the salmon til season’s end ...'til, I've been told. It might be my ignorance, but isn't salmon a migrating fish that come in from the sea? How do they get into the loch? A lagoon would be different. Isn't Scottish salmon farmed, moreover? Although 'at one' could mean many things, I find the juxtaposition of the salmon and the lock disconcerting.
 
She blesses her followers
with gifts of ale and mead
 
The threefold goddess
blue-faced now and one-eyed
breathes ice into open-mouthed crags ... I feel cold reading this already. And I'm on a plane to London this weekend. Damn.
 
Her love for her people
has no room for weakness
 
Foreign stones do not crush
a breast that has risen and fallen
since suns were ice
 
To be reborn each year
until the years are no more ...cliched
 
In the shadow of the storm
the great stag watches
and dreams of spring...This is a magical strophe, a poem in itself. Perhaps you could end it here? I understand that it disrupts the 3/2 pattern, but so what? you began with a 3, so there's a nice circularity there. I'm going to make it my signature.
 
When he and his newly-young goddess
will bring the land to life ...cliched last line, and quite a comedown from the strophe above.