Imp with Panpipes
A rework of a previous photoart...this time in color, with the panpipes added.
"When they were come into the Faery's court
They rang -- no one at home -- all gone to sport
And dance and kiss and love as faeries do,
For faeries be as humans, lovers true.
Amid the woods they were, so lone and wild,
Where even the robin feels himself exiled,
And where the very brooks as if afraid
Hurry along to some less magic shade."
John Keats
Uploaded on March 11, 2008