The Daughters Three
 An "impossible" picture book

The Daughters Three

An old man lived with his daughters three,
Alone by the shores of the Endless Sea.

Two goats they kept, and corn for grain:
They were poor but happy in an unhappy land.

"The land has no king," said the man to his daughters,
"For the Queen has been lost and he mourns her."

The great waves broke on the shining rocks
And flowed back out to the sea.

A woman came, and her name was Wise,
On a night when storms had darkened the sky.

The old man said, "You'll not enter my doors!"
But the woman would not go away.

The great waves broke on the shining rocks
And flowed back out to the sea.

"That woman is wet!" "That woman is cold!"
The old man sat in his chair by the fire.

"You know not, my daughters, what she brings!
Her words may mean death; her words may mean exile.

You must not heed the sound of her voice
Though it sound in your ears like the sea."

The great waves broke on the shining rocks
And flowed back out to the sea.

The three sisters woke to a morning of light;
Their father wept at the woman's feet.

"Forgive me, O Mara, I thought I could hide;
I had forgotten that your true name is Wise.

Ask what you will, and I will obey,
I, and my daughters three."

The great waves broke on the shining rocks
And flowed back out to the sea.

"The Queen is held captive in a far away land,
Guarded by a dragon, an army, and the Sea,

And words that were spoken in an ancient time
Have foretold who her rescuers shall be:

She-whose-heart-is-as-fierce-as-a-dragon's,
She-whose-love-is-as-deep-as-the-sea,

She-whose-voice-can-turn-the-army:
By these shall the Queen be set free."

The great waves broke on the shining rocks
And flowed back out to the sea.

The old man looked into the woman's eyes,
And said, "You know well to whom you speak,

For you have named my daughters' names
As surely as they are three."

The great waves broke on the shining rocks
And flowed back out to the sea.

Three girls set on a shining ship,
Sailing away from an unhappy land,

The woman named Wise gone back whence she came,
And a man at watch by the sea.

The great waves broke on the shining rocks
And flowed back out to the sea.

The ship on the Endless Sea sailed on
Until there appeared in the distant sky

A serpent shape with wings of bronze
That came upon the ship in flight.

But She-whose-heart-is-as-fierce-as-a-dragon's
Leaped from the ship in dragon shape

And twining through the sky with flame,
Drove the other away.

The great waves broke on the shining rocks
And flowed back out to the sea.

Then the Sea rose up in all its might
With wind and waves and thunderous roar,

But She-whose-love-is-as-deep-as-the-sea
Embraced her sisters and carried them through

To the other side of the Endless Sea,
Upon the Unreachable Shore.

The great waves broke on the shining rocks
And flowed back out to the sea.

An army there was camped by night,
Sworn to march on the unhappy land,

But in the night each soldier dreamed
And heard a voice extolling peace:

"Return to your homes and families,
And bring your children up in love.

Let no one raise a hand again
To harm another one."

The great waves broke on the shining rocks
And flowed back out to the sea.

And in the morning, bright and fair,
They found the Queen and set her free,

But when they would tell her whence they came,
She said, "I already know your names:

She-whose-heart-is-as-fierce-as-a-dragon's,
She-whose-love-is-as-deep-as-the-sea,

She-whose-voice-can-turn-the-army:
You are my daughters three."

The great waves broke on the shining rocks
And flowed back out to the sea.

A king reunited with the queen,
An unhappy land in jubilee,

A woman named Wise once more at peace,
And the brave daughters three.

copyright © 2010 by Freeman Ng     

About the book

I wrote this poem many years ago, but didn't know what to do with it for a long time. The poetry was a little advanced for really young children, and the story seemed like it might require more pages to tell than a typical picture book was supposed to have. Then I met this terrific illustrator, Kerry Dennehy, at a SCBWI conference (where we both had material panned for being too sophisticated!) and asked if he was interested in self-publishing a picture book together. He not only agreed, but argued that we should structure it not according to the usual rules of thumb for picture books, but solely in obedience to the demands of the poetry.

So, over the course of the next year, Kerry and I will be producing a 58 page picture book! And I suspect that the illustrations he creates for it will be as uncompromising as the page count.

We'll also be posting a video preview of the book to YouTube once the initial drafts of the artwork are ready. If you'd like to be informed when the preview and the book itself are available, you can either follow our twitter feed or subscribe to our mailing list.


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