Goss grows on the side of Arthur's Seat. It's golden hue covers the extinct volcano looking like something out of an Arthurian story. On the way to the top I couldn't help but admire how beautiful it was. It's poetic, how Arthur's Seat is covered in gold, the mountain is named for a man who lived in a Golden age. An age that did not last.

Selected for the Cover of Forget-Me-Not Press Issue #3 “Nothing Gold Can Stay”

The Golden Age of Arthur

Esther Fisher

Digital Photography
2022

 
 

 Esther Fisher is a graduate of York University with a BA in English and Creative Writing. She is also a graduate of the Humber School for Writers. She enjoys ballroom dancing, singing at the top of her lungs when no one is around and taking walks through the local ravine. In her spare time, she writes poetry when she’s not trying to plot a novel.

Instagram: @e.f.fisher

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