[CHANGE~~~]

[Perhaps forgetting is also part of it...] XXX

So there was Vanessa Redgrave,
off on her Arthurian adventures
again in the abandoned parts of
Camelot, where the ivy and
loneliness grows, twirling slowly
under orange
fruit trees in a pink
and orange gown,
though the two fought [or not].
Lifting her arms up up up,
or down.
And a lost-in-love traveler on horseback.

Author's Note

The Cherry Tree.

The first spirit was that of a woman, a maiden, revered for her divine beauty in her days on earth...

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[Red Brick Keshner]

Gwen was all there was and her simple joys of maidenhood.