This week’s Prosery Challenge at dVerse Poets (thanks, Kim) is to use two lines from the William Butler Yeats classic poem “The Song Of Wandering Aengus” in a minifiction prose of 144 words, or fewer. You can read the poem HERE.
The Vagrant’s Tale
The Captain frowned at the Detective, who had filed his report of the homicide, but admitted his inability extract anything resembling a motive for the crime, obviously perpetrated by an ancient male vagrant who freely admitted his misdeed – not that any admission was needed, since he’d surrendered himself immediately following the act.
Both men had known, tangentially, the desirable young female victim; knew that she’d always lived there, alone, in the small woods by the slow stream. Despite her obvious vulnerability, everyone had always honored her clearly displayed desire for solitude, remaining isolated and unattached, overlooking the forest’s still pond, where almost no one ever ventured anyway.
The Detective advised the Captain that, no matter how he’d pressed for anything resembling a rational motive, the old man simply kept repeating, “I went out to the hazel wood because a fire was in my head.”
~ The Vagrant’s Tale ~