Do you like my mask? do you like the mirror?
It’s been far too long since I listened to Loreena McKennitt’s The Mask and Mirror. Now it strikes me as deeply Antinoan, a sacred text as PSVL would say. “The Mystic’s Dream” and “The Dark Night of the Soul” are about erotic union with the god; “Marrakesh Night Market” is an evocation of the Mediterranean mix, the Silk Road, Judaism, Christianity, Islam and other influences swirling together atop a pagan substrate; “The Bonny Swans” is a ballad about a drowned girl (dingdingding!) whose recovered body is made into a truth-singing harp. McKennitt also weaves a Gaelic song with one of W.B. Yeats’ poems, telling us,
Beloved, gaze in thine own heart,
The holy tree is growing there.