This is as nice a response to a poem of mine as I can recall, Sue.
It is a good feeling to feel I triggered such a reply. Thank you.
----- Original Message -----
From: "Sue Scalf" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Saturday, May 25, 2002 8:49 PM
Subject: Re: New sub: I come Graymalkin.
> Indeed . . .
>
> So come Gray Malkin
> I know you well
> as other fiends I know in hell,
> know the windings of your heart
> the alleys where you dwell.
> My familiar, the caldron's darkest depths
> is not dark as this world's ways.
> Do your work. I'll cast my spell,
> go with you from tomb to tomb
> stealing bones of babe and brute,
> sipping mother's blood, ichor
> sweet of suicides..
> Come Gray Malkin, spirit, sprite,
> bring in lightning, bring in night.
> Move now from my cottage door,
> claws unsheathed and eyes aglow,
> wrapped in blackness, cloaked in filth.
> Come inside and greet your friend.
> Then let us roam, two alike,
> over moor and woodland gloom
> both as foul as entrails' stench,
> I shall chant and you shall cry,
> wake the sleepers as they toss,
> girl and lout, greased with lust.
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