I don’t remember what initially caused our lives to intersect, but since coming to know Wendy E. Slater, I have found in her a soul-sister, fellow shit-disturber, priestess, goddess and healer. When I was flat on my back with a raging ear infection last fall, Wendy showed up with her Shamanic gifts and helped support my healing. For this, I will be ever, eternally grateful. Wendy’s poetry rocks me to the core and sings to my soul – songs of the feminine angst, sexual tension, the ecstasies and agonies of love and just plain REALNESS. More than anything, Wendy exposes the fullness of what it means to be human and what it means to be fully female in a masculine-dominated world. I love her work, but more than this, I love her Soul and the gifts she brings to humanity in its transition from ignorance into true seeing, fear into love. Thank you Wendy!
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Of the Flame, Poems-Volume 15 by Wendy E. Slater is the second in the series of her spiritual poetry or “vision quest poetry” to be published. The poetry continues to chronicle the inner journey of self-discovery and the Divine, awakening us to our own Truth as we travel the path, the personal journey, and awaken from the illusory separation of self and Divinity. Subsequently, self-forgiveness allows us to surrender to our wholeness without false perfection. When we cast blame and self-judgment aside, we transform, heal, and reawaken from “the mythos” of separation and become One.

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As the flame comes in,
It comes forth
Like a volcano
With rage kept under
The sea
Of devotion
Of being apart
And not touched,
The grace
Of love gone
For too long?,
Like amnesia.
When water hits vents with force
From movement below
It all spews forth
Without hiding
From God’s eye
I have been discovered
In the lingering dormancy
And creating now
By amplitude
Our continent.
(c) 2016 Wendy E. Slater
Reader Reviews for Of the Flame:
“Wendy E. Slater’s new volume of poetry, Of the Flame, reads like a smoking bowl of hot chilis right off the griddle. Consider this, ‘Who is omniscient / Lies in wait / On the porch / To eat your ego alive,’ and further, ‘The unfolding / Is in the forest of my love, / Mysterious unchartered territory.’ Profound, gutsy, full of life and a thoroughly enjoyable read. Full of passion and flame, indeed. Highly recommended.”
—John A. Perks, author of The Mahasiddha and His Idiot Servant Ven. Seonaidh Perks, Celtic Buddhist Lineage
“Once again Wendy E. Slater turns her unique poetic talents, her gritty voice and her lyrical intensity to an exploration of the self, in contexts that demand a cunning navigation between the longing for companionship and the need for independence, between contemporary society’s false glitter with its plastic wrapped apparent perfection and the true beauty that the mind demands but also fears. Hers is a world of shopping malls and tigers, AstroTurf and mountains, mud puddles and flame, contrasts that fuse into a powerfully rewarding poetic whole.”
—Rosemary Lloyd, Litt.D (Cambridge), scholar and translator, and author of Baudelaire’s World
“Wendy E. Slater revels in all aspects of love. Love between people—love’s longings—the bittersweet aspects of loving—even the forgiving parts of love. Using short choppy lines in forceful poetics, she explains her feelings, her wishes and the boundaries of love. She describes the ‘Coral majesty of fishes / In ecstatic hues / Of tropical vibration’ and ‘A bouquet / Of spring flowers / All ways / Unfolding in the Breath’s / Sacred exhale’ in terms of life itself. Ms. Slater successfully writes with intelligence and knowledge about the feelings and interactions between people and their effects on one another. She reaches the core and uncovers the basis. Each reader will relate to her words based on their own lives. We will all benefit from her poems providing this insight. To sum up this latest book of poems, Wendy E. Slater writes about humanity with a ceaseless and challenging purpose.”
—D.R. Deutsch, Poet-In-Residence, Port Chester, Rye Brook Public Library
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