ZEPHYR’S FAIR CHILD
Scott J. Couturier
Fickle sprite of middle air: your blue hair
& azure eyes dazzle me to delight.
I spot the surplice of sunlight you wear,
sparkling as you spin in dizzying flight:
a crown of acorn for your elfin brow,
stout sword of thistle-sting strung at your side.
I see you strut upon a willow bough,
then – disappear! with effervescent glide.
Ever have I craved the Perilous Call,
hearkened for Mab’s overture, stood in rings
of mushroom on eves when evil things crawl,
yet no sight have I had – save of your wings!
Fitful faerie of cloud, zephyr’s fair child;
you vanish, but my soul remains beguiled.
“Zephyr’s Fair Child” © Scott J. Couturier. This poem was first published here in Cosmic Roots & Eldritch Shores, on October 21 , 2020
Scott J. Couturier is a poet & prose writer of the Weird, grotesque, liminal, & darkly fantastic. His work has appeared in numerous venues, including The Audient Void, Spectral Realms, Eye To The Telescope, Eternal Haunted Summer, Space and Time Magazine, & Weirdbook; his fiction has been repeatedly featured in the Test Patterns & Pulps anthologies from Planet X Publications. He currently lives an obscure reverie in the wilds of northern Michigan with his partner/live-in editor & two cats.
“Autumn Leaves”, 1911, by Franklin Booth
detail from”Spirit of the Night”, 1879, by Grimshaw,
detail from “Dame Autumn Has a Mournful Dace”, 1871, by Grimshaw