Post April 10, 2009, 01:31:11 AM

Glimpses of the Folk by Stuart Sharp

Ah, the fair folk. They always seems to exist just beyond a mortal's ken. And those mortals that know too much, that get too close, often suffer pain because of it.

This poems does a good job of capturing the feel of something just out of reach, something just out of earshot, something just out of range of human sight, something faery.
"I'm going to do what the warriors of old did. I'm going to recite poetry!"