A Witch Has Been a Walking

A Witch has been a walking in the fields in front of me,

Three Crows on a bough, and seven shadows in a row,

Cast by seven Poplar trees. In a little pool of water iced,

I hear the sounds of fairy bells. A Witch and Witches, one

And nine, flowers floating like singing birds, and precious,

Jewels, a hanging from the trees. But, when I spoke, like

A dream which vanishes in the light, so vanished were,

They, one and all. De La Mare’s Songs of Childhood, 1902

InHabited to be published March of 2017! A very Witchy Tale!

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