A wondering changeling
fairy-born ever drifting
bewitches beasts and men
and spirits them away in
one fell swoop, then flies away.
P.S.: This very short poem about a woman whose peculiarities estrange her from groups of people where she goes despite her beauty due to a reason none other than her solitary nature born out of a pretty fairy mother and a peripatetic, feckless wayfarer. Plus, this poem of mine is an appendix to my prose entitled “Fairy summoning in Florentine Renaissance period”,” which is basically a review of a scholarly article about historical texts of summoning fairies in the Renaissance period, published hours ago.