Tumnus

by Henrietta DuCap

TUMNUS

by Henrietta DuCap

The roses bloomed in

St. Mary’s Passage

That November day,

My floral umbrella deflecting

The warm English rain.

I took no coat, didn’t

Even open the wardrobe—

I felt the raindrops turn

To snowflakes as

I met the stone Faun’s eyes,

Awaiting the Lion’s breath.

Christmas was coming.

HENRIETTA DUCAP

Henrietta DuCap earned her B. A. in Creative Writing from Cornerstone University and also studied the legacy of fairy tales and spiritual formation while abroad for a term in Oxford.

She has been published in Surely as the Sun, The Clayjar Review, The Agape Review, and Ekstasis.

She lives in Lansing, Michigan with her husband and baby girl.