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I couldn't celebrate the anniversary of the fall of Barad-dûr without a positive end note. Here is the last of the three anniversary posts. In this poem, jan-u-wine imagines Frodo, semi-conscious, literally transported, as he and Sam are rescued by the eagles, carried to the safe haven of Ithilien.
To set off the piece, I made some new screencaps of Frodo being borne by the eagles. These were made from the standard widescreen edition of ROTK EE. Thank you, Blossom, for advice on better tweaking screencaps.~*~
The book scene, from The Field of Cormallen:And so it was that Gwaihir saw them with his keen far-seeing eyes, as down the wild wind he came, and daring the great peril of the skies he circled in the air: two small dark figures, forlorn, hand in hand upon a little hill, while the world shook under them, and gasped, and rivers of fire drew near. And even as he espied them and came swooping down, he saw them fall, worn out, or choked with fumes and heat, or stricken down by despair at last, hiding their eyes from death.
Side by side they lay; and down swept Gwaihir, and down came Landroval and Meneldor the swift; and in a dream, not knowing what fate had befallen them, the wanderers were lifted up and borne far away out of the darkness and the fire.Eagles to Ithilien
The Eagles.
They are coming.
My spirit
flees
from dark ruin
and bitter
pain...
Pain.....
loss....
My loss....
his
loss....
They
are lost.
The World is
empty,
changed...
lost,
forever......
The Eagles......
softly,
on winds
from another spring,
the sweet
voice
of
bells on Elven
harness
finds me....
Far-off,
as one who dremes,
I see the
small blue
eye
of
the Sea.
An
Age
of starless night
takes me.......
Voices.....
tears....
Laughter.
How long
since
I have heard
aught,
felt
aught
but the evil
which
contained me?
Behind the curtain
of my eyes,
gentle Spring
smiles.
Am I.....
Are
we
truly here?
I cannot
look away
from the sight
of your living
face.
There are no
words
I can thank you
with,
and so,
simply,
I kneel
by you,
as you by me,
on many a sleepless,
thankless,
starless
night,
watching,
content,
your hand in mine,
until you wake
at last.
This time,
it shall be
my
happy task
to tell you:
we are safe....
we
are
Home.
Previous Frodo entries:~ March 25 Anniversary: "Naked in the Dark", with painting by Tim Kirk.
~ March 23: "Report From the Road", with painting by Anke Eissmann.
Other Links:~ All entries featuring jan-u-wine's poems.
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of my eyes,
gentle Spring
smiles.
How lovely. Thank you for this joyous, hopeful post today.
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Yes, Jan and I thought "Naked in the Dark" needed something to come after it, to show the dark didn't conquer.
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Thank you so much.. both of you!
Love..
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Wow, i'm rhyming like a daemon today.....have to check that....
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Thank you for the poem and screencaps.
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I found this scene extremely hard to watch for a long time
How interesting! Someday you will figure it out and write to it, I hope. Meanwhile, I am glad that you liked the caps and poem. Thank yoU!
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Namarie, God bless, Antane :)
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As always, you and Jan have given us powerful and moving images and words to celebrate this special time, and I loved the positive tone of the final post:
"This time,
it shall be
my
happy task
to tell you:
we are safe....
we
are
Home."
Wonderful! Many thanks to both of you:)
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This entry somehow completes the celebration and transports one away from the darkness and into the light of the Third Age, and the light from the friendship that suffered all and finally outlived the One Ring... Very beautiful. Infact perfect. Thanks to all who contributed, I adore these posts.
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I never saw before that the moment Frodo closes his eyes, is the moment another eagle is directly under him, as though cushioning Frodo's head if that eagle weren't so far below. And his face falls to peace as the tips of the departing wing brush under his hair. Like the commenter above, his unsupported neck pains me to look at, but I bet they're deliberately going for that on-the-cross frailty to elicit our pity with that. The range of expressions he makes in your stills! The fourth looks so fey--totally focused and unfocused at once.
Thank you both! Happy New Year!
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This is very true. Like every one of us, Frodo needs to find himself himself, and not just relinquish it to someone else, which, while it will console him for a while, is merely putting it off. I love jan-u-wine's Tol Eressea reunion verse narrative, "Across So Wide a Sea" for many reasons, it is so well-written. But one is because it is implied that Frodo, in the intervening years, has "found himself", his smallness and greatess, and now has come to the kind of inner peace with himself to truly be able to welcome Sam to a renewed, even greater friendship, because Frodo is now whole enough to participate in a such a friendship.
As to the caps, Jan commented that she has always loved that scene, the close-ups, because of the way the wings of the eagles move behind Frodo's head, suggesting the wings of angels. I thought that about right, along with the psalmist's passages about the love of God carrying one, like being borne one up on eagle's wings. If God's sustaining love is like being borne on eagle's, angel's wings are even more graphic a representation. I wouldn't be surprised if the filmmaker's hoped to make that connection, implicitly, for viewers.
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the sweet
voice
of
bells on Elven
harness
finds me....
Now I long even more for the spring. Thank you, Mechling and Jan-u-wine.
--Estë
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