[Review] Tales From The Perilous Realm by J. R. R. Tolkien, illustrated by Alan Lee — Impressions In Ink

Publisher and Publication Date: Mariner, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt. 2021. Genre: Fantasy fiction. Poetry. Middle-earth. Pages: 432. Format: Paperback. Source: Self-purchase. Audience: Tolkien and Middle-earth readers. Rating: Excellent. Link @ Amazon For further reading:Tolkien Estate Tolkien’s legendarium-Wikipedia The book is organized in this order:Introduction by Tom Shippey. Roverandom was first published in 1998. Farmer Giles of […]Continue reading “[Review] Tales From The Perilous Realm by J. R. R. Tolkien, illustrated by Alan Lee — Impressions In Ink”

Newgrange by Julie A. Dickson — POETRY and PLACES

Newgrange Newgrange, County Meath, Ireland, 2015 by Julie A. Dickson To stand before an ancient mound on the Irish countryside, stones hewn and balanced, silent structure stands sentinel, cavern in deep darkness— but for the winter solstice, waiting for early morning light to Illuminate the ritual altar. If I almost close my eyes I can […]Continue reading “Newgrange by Julie A. Dickson — POETRY and PLACES”

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December…

I guess now would be a good time as any to share with you my love of the works of Edgar Allan Poe, as well as (most of) the derivative works we have been blessed with, such as film adaptations. The title of this blog entry of course comes from what is perhaps Poe’s mostContinue reading “Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December…”

It Came Upon a Midnight Drear

Being a parody of “It Came Upon the Midnight Clear” by Edmund Sears It came upon a midnight drearThat doom of AlhazredFrom ancient vaults beneath the seaTo rise as from the dead:“Ph’nglui mglw’nafh CthulhuR’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtagn!“The world in frozen terror layTo hear the cry of Elder Things. Now through the cloven skies They come,With loathsomeContinue reading “It Came Upon a Midnight Drear”

eternal ?

We learn from the light and we learn from the dark; In the light the answers seem clear and stark While the dark’s an eternal question mark Ever receding from the feeble spark Of human knowledge, to infinity– Beyond which we will never see– For how can such finite souls as we Ever hope toContinue reading “eternal ?”

Masks of Stone

The things I love, I love alone. Your gaze is blank, your wandering mind Blinks behind its mask of stone; What I have found you cannot find. What I have lost was never yours What I have sought you let alone Where you see windows, I see doors; My windows are your walls of stone.Continue reading “Masks of Stone”