Words by Khaetidawne and Brendan Quirk.
The photo was taken in June of 2019. This print was made in December, 2020 on 8” x 10” paper.
See the first post below for the text for this image.
As though in prayer, I sat awhile - there at the forest’s door
Wondering, “What will Rock Face tell me once he thinks for a while
And returns with a trail for small feet yet unsure.”
I ponder, “What will Rock Face tell me of - Will I like a trail such as this?
Or will I beg, ‘Please, give us more’, like Oliver Twist?”
Or should I beg to take my second trip alone along the Faerie Trail to see
Just what would be the easiest path to journey on -
For when the grandchildren come with me.
As the Rock Face had predicted, the children loved the tale
They loved hearing how I’d seen the Faeries dance; how I’d walked the Faeries’ trail
My wife and daughter had read the account to them of my most wondrous day;
Of all that I’d seen and experienced of the magic of the Fae.