Little Inklings 2025

THE CAPTURE OF MERLIN By Leo Font ’30 The trees are moaning Merlin is dead The young woman, Nimue, in her head She looks at him and utters a word For Merlin is dead The man is wrinkled and wise The woman is young, blood in her eyes He looks at her for what she has done The woman has a book of old The man doesn’t listen to what he has been told For Merlin is dead. The girl has a silken dress And the crest of her hair The whistle of the leaves The silence of the trees For Merlin is dead The tree is white The sun is bright For Merlin is Dead 49