Danu's Sorrow

[Philatone]

i feel unqualified to step here, nevertheless

In Tir na n-Og the poets dwell
The golden aes sidhe
Once gods, the children of Danu
Are naught but memory

The Dagda, father of them all
On Uaithne gently plays
Once seasons turned to its fair song ...the word "turned" is great here, can make "seasons" anthropomorphic among other readings
But not a tree now sways.. this line felt a little clunkier to me than it had to be, but the form does fit the rest

The druids once told tales in awe
Of Ogma eloquent
Ears captive to his magic tongue
Yet now his voice is spent

Bodb Derg the many-ruling king
A poet brave and wise
The silver sandals on his feet
Now dazzle blinded eyes ..may be nitpicky, but it seems the other stanzas really focus on a single aspect of these characters (e.g., Ogma's speech, Dagda's playing). Here, the sandals felt a little forced to me, an element included to find a way to incorporate something about him. Focusing more on his poetry or wisdom would have made more sense to me. just a thought

Proud Brigit, smith and healer queen
Once poetess of fire
Was tamed into a quiet saint
To silently expire ..favorite stanza, wonderfully woven

In Tir na n-Og the poets dwell
Their words lost to the years
Forgot by unheroic cross
And drowned in Erin’s tears

sorry if these things aren't very helpful, but I did want to share!