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NF-Lee's Gildor and Frodo

Gorgoroth Pt. IV ~ "Naked in the dark," plus jan-u-wine's 'All That I Deem Precious'....

Posted on 2006.08.24 at 15:28

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Mechtild
mechtild at 2006-08-26 22:11 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you, Estë. It was lovely to come home to a spate of your comments. (I got back a little while ago from driving my husband and daughter to the Twin Cities (160 miles from here) to take the plane to Hawaii.) I am feeling a little weepy, anyway. I wrote to Jan-u-wine a few days ago that only at the eleventh hour did it begin to sink in that our funny, ornery, lovely girl was really leaving. I'd have little short attacks of weeping or near weeping on and off over the last two days, like bursts of hysterical laughter, very short, but weepy, in stead.

I'm feeling rather melancholy in the house although the windows are streaming with the late afternoon light of the end of summer. See? "End of summer", and it makes me want to cry, just saying the words. It's the end of parental summer, I guess.

I think I need a really good cry tonight. No one is home to see me. It's just me and our lovely cats. I think I'll open a wine, scroll through all these unbearably beautiful but wounding caps, and watch RotK, which I haven't watched all the way through for a whole year.

Jan-u-wine's poem. Yes, it does that (strike one hard). Even before I got to these weepy last few days, while I prepared these entries I kept tearing up re-reading her poems. Heavens, she's got a way with opening up Frodo and his story in such a way that it kills me. Even when her poems are sweet and bucolic, portraying a small moment of joy or contentment (I just read one in which young Frodo is writing while Bilbo is teaching little-lad Sam to write his name for the first time), when she's at the top of her form they kill me anyway. I start weeping for the beauty of them as writing, but also because no matter how lovely the moment is in her happiest poems, you never forget that Frodo is doomed to such suffering, so that he will no longer be able to take joy in his life and land. Because he's that real in her poems.

I should open the rest of the mail. Then I'm opening that bottle of wine!
Whiteling
whiteling at 2006-08-27 17:02 (UTC) (Link)
((((Mechtild))))

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Good luck to your daughter and you.
You will be all right - both of you.
Mechtild
mechtild at 2006-08-27 17:51 (UTC) (Link)
Oh, Whiteling, that's beautiful! I am in fact feeling better today. Doing some "spring cleaning" and that sort of thing. There's a longer update in the reply to Este below. (((((Whiteling)))))
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