Two Poems
Alistair Elliot, 3 August 1995
“... Now it’s our mother’s link to life, her thread to safety from the labyrinth of the self. When it stops talking on the mantelshelf, that silence of significance will spread even to the newsless circles of our dead. The Fairy Flag I The fairy flag is in a frame like a picture white on white, like a fine tablecloth or shoulder-wrap too good to ... ”