The Seemlie are a race of recalcitrant, watchful underworld beings that reside chiefly in forests and wild places, but have known to make themselves at home in the urban underpinnings of cities and towns as well. Here is a poem written by Virginia Carraway Stark from a denizen of this quiet, magical world:
Hello, Hello
by Virginia Carraway Stark
Hello, yes I see you
Even though I know you don’t see me
Careful where you tread
With your big feet you can make me dead
I wouldn’t like that and I might decide
That I don’t like you
Here in my woods
Squishing the mushrooms under
You are like a a monster to me
Do you know what a problem you are?
I don’t think you know much
And I have important business to do
In the dark shadows
Where you bring your hammering and
Your buzzing machines for us
In the Unseillie Court of the Fair Folk
It is business as usual and you are here
In our realm, maybe I’ll send
Gnats and mosquitos after you
I have a little thing, a special treasure
That I must guard every moment by my heart
And here you are making a mess
Burning things not safe to burn
Running around and yammering
And hello, hello, yes I see you
I know you don’t see me
If you did it would be harder
For you to be such a prick to me
But since you can’t bother to open your eyes
I have a few things in mind, more than one surprise
I don’t think you’ll like them and when I’m done
You’ll be the one to leave the forest at a run
Go ahead, bring your gun,
You don’t see me,
Hello, Hello, Yes, I see you
And if you make me fret anymore
(I do have a habit of worrying so)
Then I’ll just take it out on all you poos
– mixed media on paper, Copyright 2016 Virginia Carraway Stark
You can watch Virginia Carraway Stark read her poem here:
Here’s some information on the different realms of Faerie (but not about the Seemlie, because they are too shy at this point to make Wiki articles):
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tuatha_D%C3%A9_Danann
http://www.worldoffroud.com/books/laby.php