Greetings, Poetry Lovers!
I missed you last week, as I was on the road home from a Thanksgiving trip to be back for "Small Business Saturday." (It went very well, thank you!)
And this week - well, happily, the Etsy Elves are keeping me hopping. I'm hoping they'll sprinkle some glittery good luck around as I wrap, package, and mail out orders, which I'm very grateful to be doing.
In that vein, here are a few magical lines from "The Fairies" by William Allingham. I'm sharing the first stanza, which is also the last.
from THE FAIRIES
Up in the airy mountain,
Down the rushy glen,
We daren't go a-hunting
For fear of little men;
Wee folk, good folk,
Trooping all together;
Green jacket, red cap,
And white owl's feather!
I found the poem in FAIRY AND FOLK TALES OF IRELAND edited by W. B. Yeats. You can read the rest here. (I might have to find the Michael Hague illustrated book that came out several years ago....)
Can you tell I'm missing Scotland and Ireland? Celtic Christmas music is going strong on Pandora in my studio, so that helps!
For more magical, mischievous, or merry poetry, transport yourself over to Carol's Corner for this week's Roundup. (Thanks, Carol!)