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Artist Lily
Artist Conjurer
Stand Render
Draw me a picture of
Passion long sore past
Of swift cold winds
From a north cold, fast
Outline the future
Bright or short
Of a Princess bold
Strong from Fablehaven court
Show cat’s curt tails curlicuing
Aloof lithesome beast
Awaiting the master servant
Next hot feast
Wonder with a line draft
Wine glass down and paintbrush raised
More ochre more fire more enscene
The next promise amazed
My Princess No Longer
We conquered mighty castles
Together, in blanquette or in the sand
Flew great heights on swings
Soared up Austin hills hand-in-hand
We shared in many battles:
Mastery in the great tragedy of Trigonometry,
Consumed Texas History and First Violin,
And developed a healthy skepticism of Allah and Deuteronomy
Some wars were personal:
The treachery of childhood friends;
While learning great truths—
That the means don’t always justify some ends
But today my princess walks ahead
Out of my guidance and out of my reach
No more to cavort on trampoline
Or harry stubborn castles on a beach
Her fresh adventure awaits—
Arm-in arm with her new young prince,
A meeting of Love and Good Sense;
She hasn’t been my princess since
But our regard hasn’t been stronger
Even if she is my princess no longer