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1915 Shores of Faerie-TEASER



The fall of Sauron is always worth celebrating. Fans around the world are reading Tolkien's works aloud, toasting Frodo and Samwise and the victorious army of the West, posting entries, browsing the pertinent chapters or re-watching ROTK.

Jan-u-wine wrote a beautiful new poem in which Frodo contemplates his life from the vantage of Tol Eressëa. He hasn't been there long, still trying to take it all in. It's early days. Bilbo is alive and well, watching, hoping, eager for signs that Frodo has begun to heal. This poem offers those signs. Jan-u-wine's writing allows readers to enter Frodo's inner experience at a pivotal time, the time when healing at last begins.

After reading it I asked immediately, 'could we post this for March 25?' What better way to celebrate the victory of the Free Peoples over the Dark Tower than with a poem in which Frodo finally is able to begin to appreciate the part he played in it.

The illustration is a water colour by Tolkien. Painted in 1915, The Shores of Faery depicts Tolkien's early envisioning of Kôr, the city of the Elves in Eldamar (not Tol Eressëa). I emailed a copy to jan-u-wine as a possible illustration and she liked it immediately. For me, 'The Shores of Faery' captures better than any realistic landscape a sense of the look and light and feel of the Undying Lands, a place recognizable to us, with its rocks and trees and sun and sea, yet quite Other. I thought it suggested the sense of being alien which Frodo seems to experience in the poem. However marvelous and beautiful the setting, he yet has not quite found his place. He is, still, a disenfranchised traveler, a 'stranger in a strange land'. From the descriptions in Tolkien's writings the Lonely Isle looked more like the rugged Italian shore of the Mediterranean, redolent of flowers and herbs and filled with the song of birds and buzz of bees, and Avallónë was more like the Bay of Naples than the extreme landscape of The Shores of Faery. But to Frodo it would still seem alien and strange, because he himself felt alien and strange. But no more. In this poem, the Ring-bearer begins to be at home in his world, and, more importantly, in himself. In this I rejoice.

For those who would like to know more about the picture and Tolkien's paintings at this time, it appears again below the poem with further discussion and excerpts from the book from which it was scanned.



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Upon the Tol


Many days,
I walk until
I cannot walk more,

sun warm upon my face,
wind chill-salted with the Sea.

No friendly stick warms the emptiness
of my hand,
no pipe,

nor even bits of bread
or tang'd water-skin.

If I might manage it,
I should go naked
into the world,

bare as my beginning,
stripped

as at my ending.


Only bird-song
follows me,

close,
upon my way,

small notes
sounding and retreating
like lace waves

on an unknown shore.


If I were Home,
I should have thoughts

running, quick-silver,
within my head,

but here there are none,
my mind silent as a stream

emptied and dry-boned with bronze summer.


Uncle
looks at me without curiosity
on those days,

his face worn and tired,
his smile coddle-bright,

the words I know he might
wish to say

caught behind his teeth.

It is a serious matter,
this not-saying

of his agile thoughts.


My heart hurts
for him,

for *us*,

for all the words that
lie between,
unsaid,

for all the deeds that lie
behind,

finally
done.


Yet still I walk,
wide roads

turning to paths,
paths,

to imagin'd
courses through
shore, field,

forest.


I walk until
night comes up,

adamant stars far-off
and silent,

wide and all-but-unseen clouds
veiling

and revealing
the persistent Moon.

I walk until my knees give,
and lie where I must,

asleep and dremeless
beneath the sky's dark eye,
pillowed upon gold-misted sand,

rich brown earth,
sweet,

spring-green fern.

And I wake upon many a dawn,
breathing

peace,

clothing the bared bones of my self
with gentle redemption.


With joy,

at last,
I begin to understand
what small place
I hold

in this
Grand Story.



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About the Painting.


1915 Shores of Faerie-700

~ The Shores of Faery by J. R. R. Tolkien, 10 May, 1915.


Tolkien had loved sketching and painting from childhood and in 1913 bought a sketchbook. It is in the Bodleian library in Oxford. How I'd love to see it. 'It is a fascinating record of Tolkien's growth as an artist over at least fifteen years, and also helps to document his writing,'write Wayne Hammond and Christina Scull, co-authors of the fascinating J. R. R. Tolkien: Artist and Illustrator (Houghton Mifflin, copyright 1995; paperback edition 2000). A fine book by two Tolkien scholars, the quotes following come from it.

From September 1914, 'with few exceptions, nearly all of Tolkien's illustrative art was inspired by his own writings. The growth of his imagination as he began to create his mythology was almost explosive, and produced art as dramatic as the words behind it' (p. 45). The Shores of Faery was dated May 10, 1915, 'two months earlier than the date Tolkien elsewhere assigned to the poem [of the same name]' (p. 47).

Here is the original text of that poem; you will recognize much in the picture with its help (pp. 47-48):

East of the Moon
West of the Sun
There stands a lonely hill
Its feet are in the pale green Sea
Its towers are white & still
Beyond Taniquetil in Valinor
No stars come there but one alone
That hunted with the Moon
For there the two Trees naked grow
That bear Night's silver bloom;
That bear the globed fruit of Noon
In Valinor.
There are the Shores of Faery
With their moonlit pebbled Strand
Whose foam is silver music
On the opalescent floor
Beyond the great sea-shadows
On the margent of the Sand
That stretches on for ever
From the golden feet of Kôr
Beyond Taniquetil
In Valinor.
O West of the Sun, East of the Moon
Lies the Haven of the Star
The white tower of the Wanderer,
And the rock of Eglamar,
Where Vingelot is harboured
While Earéndil looks afar
On the magic and the wonder
'Tween here and Eglamar
Out, out beyond Taniquetil
In Valinor -- afar.

Hammond and Scull continue,
The phrase 'the Shores of Faery' refers in Tolkien's mythology to the lands along the great bay on the east coast of Valinor in Aman, in or near which the Elves built their dwellings. The Two Trees, Silpion (later Telperion) and Laurelin, provided light to Valinor, and it was their light also that was captured in the Silmarils, the jewels at the heart of the legendarium. But the Trees were poisoned by the giant spider Ungwë Lianti (later Ungoliant), weaver of darkness, at the behest of Melko (later Melkor, Morgoth), the evil Vala. Before dying, Silpion bore a last silver blossom which became the Moon, and Laurelin a last golden fruit which became the Sun. In the painting, the almost leafless trees frame the view in an Art nouveau manner. The tree on the left has a crescent moon upon the curving branch, and the tree on the right a golden orb. The colours of the work change accordingly from left to right, from dark night to blazing day. The 'lonely hill' in the center is Kôr with its white towers; at its feet are golden sands and 'the pale green Sea'. A prose preface to the later versions of the poem makes it clear that the star that 'hunted with the Moon' was Eärendel (Eärendil), in the painting a bright spot within the Moon's curve.

J. R. R. Tolkien, what a genius.



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Previous Tolkien poem entry:
Bilbo's Book-ICON flowers-ICON ~ "As Shall I" and "These Were His", with screencaps and art by Tolkien, posted 12/12/12.

Other Links:
Nan's Reunion-ICON ~ All entries featuring jan-u-wine's poems.


From: [identity profile] ambree40.livejournal.com


Jan’s poem moved me. I admired the images it evoked and the beautiful language but I was moved by some strophes that resonated within my own life.

“the words I know he might
wish to say

caught behind his teeth.

It is a serious matter,
this not-saying

of his agile thoughts.

My heart hurts
for him,”


And also:

“With joy,

at last,
I begin to understand
what small place
I hold

in this
Grand Story.”

The Tolkien painting is so interesting. I’ve always interpreted “East of the moon - West of the sun” as a place that doesn’t exist because, in reality, you would be east of the sun and west of the moon. Curiously, that’s also what Tolkien has painted here. For me, this is puzzling but perhaps I’m seeing it the wrong way. Anyway, it’s a beautiful painting.
Thank you both, ladies!

From: [identity profile] mechtild.livejournal.com


Thanks, Ambree, for stopping and commenting. I'm so glad you enjoyed the poem. :) And your reply has made me think.

I’ve always interpreted “East of the moon - West of the sun” as a place that doesn’t exist

I would agree with you that "east of the Moon, west of the Sun" (or the other way around, which I have also heard) does not exist. Well, not that it doesn't exist, but that it's a figure of speech to describe one of those unseen realities that humans can only conjecture at, yearn for, hope for, and, some, believe in. Tolkien's Undying Lands, though a real place in his created world and in his spiritual perspective, is not "real" in the sense that one can find it in the physical universe, anymore than one can find and travel the "Straight Road" from map points to get to it. Still, he's writing about the place as a real, physical place, so it makes sense that he'd have concrete visual images that he'd be writing from, and, being an artist, want to try and paint.

Similarly no one was around to watch God create the cosmos, and many don't believe such a thing ever happened. But from what is known of the earliest myths, humans who believed the world was created by divine power (or powers) have written about it and tried to depict it in paintings. Trying to paint that which is east of the Moon and west of the Sun might be that sort of creative act. It can never be literally true as a rendering, but it can can be true symbolically, the way an image can act as a sign pointing the way and opening up possibilites in the mind and spirit.
Edited Date: 2013-03-25 01:47 pm (UTC)

From: [identity profile] ambree40.livejournal.com


I agree with everything you said here. And I'm glad Tolkien painted his imagined world. I didn't express myself very clearly in my original comment. Sorry.
What I meant was that one would expect the moon to be positioned to the right and the sun to the left in that magical place "East of the moon - West of the sun". And I was wondering why Tolkien chose to paint them in their "real life" positions. But then, of course, he was painting the fruits of Silpion and Laurelin, rather than the moon and the sun.

From: [identity profile] mechtild.livejournal.com


DOh! Ha ha ha ha ha! I went off on a tangent, didn't I! Yet looking at the painting it seems to me that that text and image agree if the poem is about Kor, the towered city in the center. To me it looks like the city is depicted as east of the Moon (which is to the left) and West of the Sun (which is to the right), as described. Maybe the point of the reversal from the "real life" positions is that in the Undying Lands, it is so far removed from our world the position of the Sun and Moon are reversed, as if it were on the other side of the Sun from us. Am I still not getting it? I feel confused at this point I've been staring at it so long. :)

But now that you've mentioned it, the order in the early poem is very interesting. This painting and those done at that time, say Hammond and Scull, were done when Tolkien was bursting exponentially with images and language and ideas for his secondary world and the tales and poems they would illuminate. I wonder how long after this Tolkien reversed the order of the figure to the traditional form? I mean as it appears in Frodo's version of the walking song, at the end of ROTK, which is the way the figure is traditionally used (as in the Norwegian tale 'East of the Sun and West of the Moon').

Still round the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret gate,
And though I oft have passed them by,
A day will come at last when I Shall take the hidden paths that run
West of the Moon, East of the Sun.


From: [identity profile] ambree40.livejournal.com


The difference between the poem you posted and Frodo's walking song is certainly interesting. At first I thought that the reversed order of sun and moon might be associated with the "bending of the roads" (after the rebellion of Numenor), when the earth became rounded. But I checked "The Shaping of Middle Earth" (Vol. 4 of Christopher Tolkien's background series; chapter V: The Ambarkanta). There is a description of the daily course of sun and moon in ancient Valinor: The sun "which sails from west to east" and the moon "pursues ever after the sun". So, that fits well with the picture Tolkien painted AND with Frodo's walking song but NOT with the older poem. So, now I'm totally confused. :-)

From: [identity profile] mechtild.livejournal.com


Thank you for checking. That's a satisfactory description of the course of the sun and moon in the young days of the world. I suppose we'll just have to scratch our heads in unison. :)

From: [identity profile] jan-u-wine.livejournal.com


wow! i am going to steer entirely clear of the convo you and Mech are having re the Sun and Moon. Because I am entirely confuzzled now.....but glad the you enjoyed my poem! thank you so much, Ambree! (perhaps I'll have a go at that snow/sea poem, now that March 25 and Reading Day is bedded down for another year!)

From: [identity profile] mechtild.livejournal.com

Re: hey you guys!!!!


That was GREAT Jan, I copied the whole thing into an email myself and bookmarked the link. It did not help that much in this particular instance we've been discussing, but it's wonderful on the stars, constellations, the creations accounts and the history of various aspects of Tolkien's physical world when it comes to the heavenly bodies and their relation to earth and to each other.

From: [identity profile] mechtild.livejournal.com

Re: hey you guys!!!!


"Valinor was in the West of the World, and so the first sunrise was in the west, not the east."

That's very helpful, Jan. It explains why the sun and moon are where they are in the painting, certainly. But I still see the poem's description of the juxtapositon of the sun and moon (in relation to the Elves' city on the hill) depicted in the painting, too, so I suppose I am still not reading things properly. In the painting Kor is east of the moon and west of the sun. Or that's how it looks to me....

Ah, well, I'm going to go read a detective novel in the bath tub. :)

From: [identity profile] ambree40.livejournal.com

Re: hey you guys!!!!


I'm a great detective story reader myself and the bath tub is an ideal place for doing it.

"In the painting Kor is east of the moon and west of the sun. Or that's how it looks to me...."
To me it looks the other way round. But I just realized that it depends on whether you imagine yourself looking northward or southward. ;-D

From: [identity profile] ambree40.livejournal.com

Re: hey you guys!!!!


Thanks for the two links, Jan. The astronomy lecture was great, really deconfuzzling! And the other link explained how the course of the sun was changed from west to east to the reverse.

The painting shows the fruits Silpion and Laurelin still on the trees. So they aren't really in the sky.

From: [identity profile] jan-u-wine.livejournal.com

Re: hey you guys!!!!


at first i thought, "surely, the placement in the illo was not a random thing, for he wasn't a random sort of a person".....but.....everyone has moments of randomness. We certainly can't know what he was thinking as he drew. Sometimes when I write, I think only of the beauty of the words and don't worry too much about things I'd normally be concerned with. Those poems, I think, are the best, but they may show the lack of fore(or after!)thought. Some pieces I write aren't for public view at all, but serve as a sort of precursor to an actual, for-view work. Perhaps, in this picture, this is what we are seeing: Tolkien working out the parameters of his complicated world, creating bridges, if you will, between his thoughts and visions and the 'reality' of it

From: [identity profile] ambree40.livejournal.com

Re: hey you guys!!!!


"Tolkien working out the parameters of his complicated world, creating bridges, if you will, between his thoughts and visions and the 'reality' of it"
Agreed!

Thanks again for the links, Jan. The first one has created quite a stir in our house. My partner has just printed it out because he wants to read it more often. And so do I.

From: [identity profile] jan-u-wine.livejournal.com

Re: hey you guys!!!!


you're entirely welcome. I only skimmed that first link, as I was watching my grandson, so busy, but it looks fascinating indeed. There were a number of other links I saw when I googled, but......no time. If I spent my life reading fascinating links....well.....there would be nothing else done, ever! take care!

From: [identity profile] mechtild.livejournal.com

Re: hey you guys!!!!


A great link, I agree!

But Ambree, I have one other question. What is in your user pic? I have been making guesses as to what it might be but can't really tell for sure. I'm very curious. :)

From: [identity profile] ambree40.livejournal.com

Re: hey you guys!!!!


I'm a marine biologist by profession (just retired from my job at the university here) and one of my special subjects was the ecology and evolution of red seaweeds. The picture shows a red seaweed in a tide pool. I once did a lot of fieldwork on the shores of Brittany, the Mediterranean and in the coral reefs of the Caribbean. So, there are some good memories associated with that picture. I'm rather attached to it.

From: [identity profile] mechtild.livejournal.com

Re: hey you guys!!!!


Ha! I thought it looked like sea weed, but qasn't quite sure. What a fascinating field you work in, and what lovely places you've been able to study!
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