Poem: ‘Queen’s Women on the Naming Ceremony’
Fiona Benson, 27 January 2022
On the fifth day, we took him to the Kingto be received. The Queen was beside herself.She intoned constantly under her breath,part-lullaby, part-charm, words bubblingout of her mouth like water from a springin the language of her home, not hard to understand –the cloak-you-from-harm, the defects-invisible,shining in the eyes’ charm, the paternal loveand fidelity charm, the song of...