The Elf King’s Daughter
by Theodora Goss
It is the Elf King’s daughter,
with the leaf-light in her eyes,
that greenish twilight beneath the beech boughs
where only the hum of flies
disturbs the lilies of the valley
and ferns their fronds unfurl.
How dare I stir or show my presence
to the Elf King’s girl?
She sits so still upon the boulder,
the leaf-light in her hair
casting a greenish pall on its goldness.
at her small feet shod in leaf-green velvet,
her small hands pale and fay,
among the wood anemones
in early May.
(The image is The Fairy and the Frog by Ida Rentoul Outhwaite. The poem was originally published in my collection Songs for Ophelia.)