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NF-Lee's 3/4 Frodo sketch

Tolkien's Landscapes 5: 'The Misty Mountains' ~ picture by Tolkien, poem by jan-u-wine.

Posted on 2013.07.20 at 08:50


mechtild at 2013-07-21 22:14 (UTC) (Link)
Gosh, jan-u-wine, I just love what you wrote about looking at the painting from Bilbo's point of view, approaching the mountains with his heart raised, expectant, sniffing Adventure (but not terror, horror, or deepest dread). Really, that was an imaginative, insightful comment that contributes a lot towards pondering and understanding the picture, the characters, the story and themes. I am so happy Ambree's comment spurred your reply. You always say you can't write non-verse but I say, "HA!" :)
jan_u_wine at 2013-07-22 01:07 (UTC) (Link)
Ha ha indeed, eh? I suppose what i should say, if i think about it, is that prose is not as pleasing as poetry. I have a strange relationship with words. They are.....well...all that there are of them are *there*, in front of us. They don't change, don't get older or younger, wiser or more foolish. How they *are* then, it is all up to us. And, somehow, if I use them in prose, I haven't used them as I might. It's like having the pearl of great price, deserving of the finest setting one might ever imagine, and just slapping it into prongs of tin.

words are so similar to music. They have such great power and beauty and it seems a mighty shame to me to use them idly or without*setting* them as ably and lovingly and beautifully as I can.

I don't mind writing in prose and, since my poems mostly don't rhyme, I suppose they are a sort of prose. And yet.....they are not prose, not any more than a house cat is a lion.

anyway....lol......it really is great, i think, when comments beget other comments. That is why we are here, isn't it, to have these lovely conversations, to give and receive these unique blessings....

i'm just really a numpty. A Samwise sort of a numpty, blessed with a fingers that speak before the head rightly understands. I think it's a good place to be.
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