The Fool
Hearken! The Great Hunt has begun
And the spreading of terror is anon
Fear the Fool of the Forth;
He whose stroke is as death
Quickly! Hide, cover yourself!
Ere the Amadán-na-Briona comes
To be seen by the Fool is to be lost;
'Tis said that insanity be the cost
Long have I wished to behold;
To see if 'tis truly as I've been told;
The faeries; the Tuatha Dé Danann
Perchance finally the time has come
Come! Strike and claim me;
'O fey leader of the Hunt
The most powerful of the Sidhe
I am ready, can you not see?
Poetry by Thomas Selnes

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Written on 2006-02-08 at 10:44




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