my head has been abducted by a poem

[dchenes]

Every so often, a fragment of poetry I've read will take over my brain for a while. For the last two weeks, it's been "The Charm of the Bisara", which is a chapter heading from Plain Tales from the Hills by Rudyard Kipling.

Little Blind Fsh, thou art marvellous wise,
Little Blind Fish, who put out thy eyes?
Open thy ears while I whisper my wish -
Bring me a lover, thou Little Blind Fish.

It's not the subject, and it's not the imagery; it's the language. Something about the way the words go together, and damned if I know what it is, won't leave my brain alone.

For a while I kept a collection of poems that grabbed me like that. At least then when I got something stuck in my head, I knew where I could go look it up. I should start that again, if I can find the collection I already had.

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[enochs-fable.livejournal.com]

It's like a slightly disturbing fairy tale, the original kind.