Nudes-stark and glistening ( Read more... )

In the field the cows consider oblivion, mulling ( Read more... )

When I was a dog I pulled the sled with the other dogs and to the crest of my ability, for never was I a snob about it moreover never lazy, day into night through the cold pine forest we were bred to and for which I came to feel love as fast as others as a blur that slowed around us at our suppers, then watched us twitch in our heavy sleep ( Read more... )

Aragorn sang ( Read more... )

"The voices, Anne. The voices. I can’t stop them; they come to me: when I sleep, when I wake, when I sup, when I walk down the hall. The sweet longings of a maiden, the surging ambitions of a courtier, the foul designs of a murderer, the wretched pleas of his victims. Only when I put their words, their voices, to parchment, are they cast loose- ( Read more... )

Originally posted at excerpts-from-tolkien at Tumblr.
Artwork: "Sauron" by JonnySlowhand


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There was a man whom Sorrow named his friend ( Read more... )

"Eldorado" by Edgar Allen PoeGaily bedlight ( Read more... )

"Let’s face it - English is a crazy language. There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren’t invented in England or French fries in France. Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren’t sweet, are meat. We take English for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that ( Read more... )