She cried, “Laura,” up the garden,
“Did you miss me?
Come and kiss me.
Never mind my bruises,
Hug me, kiss me, suck my juices
Squeez’d from goblin fruits for you,
Goblin pulp and goblin dew.
Eat me, drink me, love me;
Laura, make much of me;
For your sake I have braved the glen
And had to do with goblin merchant men.”
Photo 4 of the “Goblin Market” kitchen in Weaver’s Cottage.
My painting of Animal Goblins beneath trees arching over the door into the livingroom. The little Flower Fairy on the right side of the wall is by the American children’s book illustrator Lauren Mills. The Rude Goblin lurking in the corner (lifting his middle finger behind the blue glass candlesticks) is by Toby Froud, who was seven years old when he painted it.