Another one of Robin’s early efforts.
When invoking the Bardic Spirit there are not too many candidates around, unfortunately…
For a spell this was my all time favourite song ever, if only for its helter skelter whirl of minor key madness…
I hear that
the Emperor of China
used to wear iron
shoes with ease…
I think these lines refer to a type of ‘not to touch the earth’ scenario.
That is, The Emperor, who is regarded by his subjects as a ‘God incarnate’ is held to be too sacred to be sullied by the touch of the earth.
In contradistinction to this rather absurd notion Robin then sets out his own position.
We are the tablecloth, and also the table, and also the fable of the dancing leaves…
That is, we are the structure and garment of life’s spread, both the Spirit and the…