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Its death is silent
Gone before we can say good-bye
Replaced without a thought
For magic has no place
In the hearts of men
The time for play is done
Work until the pills arrive
Pop until the work is done
Go through the motions
Instead of exhaling dreams
The drones demand
All must grow up
Meaning all must grow old
Younger ages are targeted
To make sure magic dies
And stays dead
About Charles Yallowitz
Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.
Wow, I really don’t do poetry, but this was really good.
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Thanks. Definitely got some bitterness out on this one. It’s fun doing a poetry week from time to time. Means that second writing track in college is coming in handy. 😁
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Magic never dies, no matter how many 9-5 scenarios they throw at you, or how much they tell you to grow up and become one of them. Magic sleeps inside each of us and will waken when we call it.
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The sad thing is that I know many people who have lost the magic. I always see imagination as a muscle. It’s very easy for it to atrophy. 😦
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This is a powerful poem. So important to keep the magic alive in whatever way we can.
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Thanks. It was spawned by my own experience in growing up and seeing a trend where parents try to squash imagination early in their kids. It’s unnerving to hear people say that a child needs to be taught how rough the world is when they’re not even in double-digits.
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My thoughts exactly. I hope you won’t mind this little quote from my book Gateway to Magic:
‘Human children are born knowing they can do magic,’ the Queen went on. ‘But as you get older, the grownups tell you you can’t; and because grownups seem so powerful, you think they’re telling the truth, and you lose your power. And when you grow up, you tell your children they can’t do magic. And so it has gone on, since the days when the grownups-in-charge decided it would be easier to stay in charge if the rest of the people had no magical power…’
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That’s really spot on.
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Oh Charles. I agree with everyone. It’s powerful and sad. I have definitely found this to be the case with people wanting “less magic” in stories and more “realism.” In a fantasy story. 😦
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Yeah. Dragons flying everywhere and fireballs coming out of fingers. Yet, people still demand realism. I mean, the dragon’s wings can’t possibly lift such a massive body and the fire would burn the cater’s fingers. It’s strange and makes me think some of these people don’t really want fantasy.
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Excellent. May I suggest you read ‘Sometimes the Magic Works’ by Terry brooks (if you haven’t already?). I read it recently and loved it, a biographical treat with insights and advice from one of the most respected fantasy authors of our generation. Hope you are well, my friend. Best wishes as always.
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Thanks. I’ll put it on the list, which never seems to shrink. I’m battling so many projects that they’re just bleeding together at times. No rest for the writing at times.
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Id be honoured if you’d check this out https://tanyatale.wordpress.com/2017/07/07/bridge-of-eternal-love/
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