21 December 2013

Everybody's Darling

Isn't it odd to call a five year old child charismatic.  And by this I am not referring any sinister energy.  There is nothing of Damien/ nothing of the Omen; what is dark in the boy is the singed iris of his captivating gaze, the green of water that is deep and moving, the dancing flecks of gold at the bottom of the stream.  And when the light is low, fading, it is the enchanting personage of my grown angel that I evoke;  it is the

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