Monday 30 November 2009

Arya Darlings

Well, there were different absences;
Not the bonny Irish (Danish) Swain -
He stood suppressing Sumorsaete - no, not
The snare of her dark hair, which, swaying
Outshone on. These songs
Can illustrate a kind of fitness yet -
That is the absence, and it can't transpire;
The ships are standardised, the tides are gone,
Lanegan keeps the ring and cannot tell
A dance where Calidore gets Pastorell.
Remember always where the sound was lain;
I love to listen where things aren't for long,
There where (big Gothic building at the back)
The Fairy King can ride you to the rack.

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