"Phyllis Thompson brings a unique dimension into her retelleing of the fairy tale, for both the girl and the Serpent-prince are born out of their limited selves, (covered with shifts, with skins) as beings made fully conscious, purified and transfigured by love." -- Shirley Kaufman The Serpent of the White Rose Petronium Press, Honolulu, Hawaii (Out-of-Print, Price and availability vary) Click Here to Buy this book at Amazon.com

Excerpt from The Serpent of the White Rose

....."Lady!"  The splendid rings of the body wound And fell continually, like some sinuous river Spilling light like jewels.  He hissed, lifting his crowned, Blunt head over the erected coils.  I shivered And did obeisance.  "My lord."  The supple  rounds Unfolded, closer than before.  "Never Has lady called me lord.  Still, get to bed. Shed your shift. "I felft a pricking fire Ripple along my veins. "Slough a skin," I said. "Never has lady asked me that before," He said. "I ask it now."  Fixing his unlidded Eyes on mine, he writhed and twisted....

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