To find it you must travel toward the far side of the island
where the trees grow denser, casting long shadows across your path.
The fairies of Mackworth like the shelter of towering trees,
but they also love clearings where the sun shines golden--
--all the better for seeking and finding building supplies for the village.
The most elegant homes are deeper in the forest,
where the fairies have lived for generations.
But closer to the water's edge, young fairies
have tossed up McMansions
twice the size of their parents' well-built abodes.
Some are cute, but shoddily built;
others use age-old techniques,
built to weather the island's storms.
While most fairies prefer homes on the ground,
some have built penthouses
with glorious ocean views,
or sweet efficiencies
with room for just one or two.
They don't mind if we visit,
but they'll roll out a glittering carpet of frost for our departure,
always anxious to see the back of humans,
who, though well meaning,
are rather bumbling
and not quite clever enough
to understand the plans and schemes
and dreams of the Mackworth fairy folk.