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Charron's Chatter

Karen Robiscoe dba CHARRONs CHATTER

A faerie,

she

dressed in spider silk

and flew by winged heel


to the Moth Ball

danced for the gloam,

the love of it,

and last Light,

Achilles be damned,

she

–cavorted.

Carried a fair fan

6 to a hand

–and some fan fare

heralded this soft-shoe,

through mudroom,

mushroom,

and first bloom,

she

wore tiny pulsars

only faeries

could see

traced Telling patterns

from beyond the

Dark Rift

on coal-Dusted terrace

rye on why

(faeries ought never drink philosophy)

Torches burned her B side

See-side

and Decide

…a Sideways faerie,

she

practiced Diamond Vision.

©Karen Robiscoe

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I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

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