The Girl and the Lost Prince


During the recent poetry workshop with Carmen Bugan, organised by the Geneva Writers’ Group, I began a poem starting from the word girl. From those couple of lines came The Girl and the Lost Prince.

Sound the trumpets, ring the bells, cry out from the tower tops.
Oh yeah! Oh yeah! A wonder just walked in the door.
Courtiers jostle, elbowing each other to catch a glimpse. (…)

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