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Mechtild's ([personal profile] mechtild) wrote2006-04-04 08:53 am

Poem by jan-u-wine, inspired by "Frodo and the Enamoured Woman"....

Since posting my new "Frodo Art Travesty" manip...

Frodo and the Enamoured Woman (detail below), one of the Tolkien friends with whom I correspond, jan-u-wine, was inspired to write a poem to go with it. She is a writer of very perceptive, very fine LotR poetry (a link to her works appears below her poem).







What she wrote for this manip was so evocative to me of what might have transpired in the mind of Frodo when faced with the spectacle of such love for him in the face of another, I decided to edit it into my entry.

Here it is....


The Fields of Forever by jan-u-wine


The warm-cool curve of her throat rests upon my shoulder,

tender pulse
racing and fluttering like the wings
of some wild and frighted bird,

though
her eyes are calm
and sure

and sorrowfully certain

(as if she held some great truth
untold,

untellable,
within).

And I feel
caught

unawares,

as though there were more
to my nakedness

than a simple lack of clothes,
more that rises within

than that without.

Almost
I welcome
the familar sharp definition
of the cliff-face at my back,

the chill counterpoint of rock
holding me on the edge of a dreme.

I wanted.......

I wanted
to smile

as her nose brushed mine

I wanted.......

I wanted to
laugh

at the sweet absurdity of the gesture,
at the curious

intimacy of it.

I wanted.....

oh,
I wanted to know
(above all, I desire to know)


why
her eyes were sad with a wanting of their own

how
in all the wide Circle of the World

she chanced upon me
(or we, upon each other),

who she should be
and

where she might call home......

I wanted.....

I want
to know

what
the summer-crushed-berry
of her mouth tastes like

and the feel of her hands,
running

like water

like silksmooth moonlit water
upon me

and mine -

answering,

answering
until

there can be no more questions,

only
the gentling of my name upon her lips

as if it were the only word the moon and stars
and sun

had need of or would ever know.

She is settling the rich darkness of her garment about her again,
though

her unbound hair still mingles with mine,
the scent and feel and aching-sweet sense of
her

echoing and singing within me.

And we fall into sleep, thus:

arms and legs twined to and twixt,
a warm puzzle of limbs
(gently tired by loving),

eyes speaking all which there are no words for
until

perforce
sleep closes them.

And that last moment of waking
falls

into the first moment of dreme,

her eyes holding me more-so
than ever hands could do,

until
I am walking within the startling fields of them

and dreme upon
forever.




~ Frodo and the Enamoured Woman:









~ Jan-u-wine's Lord of the Rings-based poetry is featured at LotR Scrapbook.



~ Mechtild



View Frodo Art Travesties Table of LJ Entries page HERE.

View Frodo Art Travesties Album HERE.


[identity profile] mechtild.livejournal.com 2006-04-04 02:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Hmmm.... Why didn't the lj-cut work? Oh, never mind.

[identity profile] pearlette.livejournal.com 2006-04-04 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
This is a beautiful, beautiful poem ... exquisitely written and so deeply felt. This is real love she's describing. Applied to Frodo, who so needed healing in his soul, it's absolutely wonderful ... But you can also apply this lovely poem to RL love, which gives it an extra resonance. This is real ... that's what I love about it. And applied to Frodo ... *swoons dead away*

That gorgeous manip of yours works wonders!

[identity profile] julchen11.livejournal.com 2006-04-04 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
What a wonderful poem and an amazing picture. So beautiful and intense. Both of them.
Thank you Mechthild for sharing :-)

[identity profile] lembas-junkie.livejournal.com 2006-04-05 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
Le Sigh! :)

I didn't read through the whole poem, I just wanted you to know I loved your manip. So nice! *brushes Frodo's cheek softly*

Lembas :)

[identity profile] aredhelebenesse.livejournal.com 2006-04-05 10:45 am (UTC)(link)
This is both amazing! The painting as well as the poem! I could feel what I read. Something like dreaming and falling asleep. When the voices in head become louder than the noises around.
These are great works!
Thank you so much for sharing!

[identity profile] starlit-woods.livejournal.com 2006-04-05 11:45 am (UTC)(link)
I wish I had words that would say how wonderful that poem is, but I'm just not good enough, so I'll say...beautiful. That was just so beautiful! It goes perfectly with your wonderful picture and it really described the picture and love so well!

And, my eyes are just about popping out of my head because I've just found the link to your other pictures you've made!! OMG! They look so fantastic I'm going now to save a copy of every single one to my computer!! :D

Perfection

[identity profile] este-tangletoes.livejournal.com 2006-04-06 08:53 am (UTC)(link)
One word to describe both manip and poem.

Perfection

[identity profile] este-tangletoes.livejournal.com 2006-04-06 02:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you Mechtild for creating that beautiful image – which I like to name ‘Love not Lust’, which in turn inspired such soul-searing words by jan-u-wine. I’ve already book-marked the list of jan-u-wine’s poetry and wept buckets over her ‘No Child of my Body’.

This LJ entry -Poem by jan-u-wine, inspired by "Frodo and the Enamoured Woman"....- is now resting cosily in my LJ-memories.

Thank you also for the link to the saucy poem ;-) I read it in January and saved it in my ‘Poetry I love’ file. I hope that jan-u-wine will overlook the fact that I did not ask her permission to do so first *blush * but I do not re-post anything that I have saved for my own private enjoyment.

Reposting "Fair Remembrance" would be good. I’d like to read the responses of other readers.


[identity profile] este-tangletoes.livejournal.com 2006-04-07 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
I just read "No Child of My Body." Oh, to die for. *weeps copiously*

Yes it is such a tear-jerker – That will remain with me for all-time.

I thank you for giving me a hint of how your lovely story ‘Threshold’ might develop. Gowsh! I love that tale.