New poem by Kirsten Anderson

All the Queen's Men

in the cold crystal halls
of the Snow Queen's palace,
rows of single silent men
pose against the blinding frozen
white of glacier walls with
icicles through their hearts
unsolved puzzles in their hands
sad mouths twisted in sorrow
that nobody felt the desire
to look for them


• Kirsten Anderson has an MA in Folklore Studies

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