Friday like any day
I’m nodding
without sleep except
to doze
being sick sucks
doesn’t it
and for
some
for many of us sickness becomes
conditions to
endure without an ending
that
we know of
for this life
and
I’m not sure what else to say
since waiting pre-
Valhalla is
what we have with my understanding that Sheol
goes the same plus wherever Thorin says to
Bilbo
must be where the chief of Dwarves
is going
in the passage where
he also prophecies about the world
he’s
leaving
our world
our own Middle-Earth
which would go
merrier
with respect for simple cheer
from food and
drink
and with companionship
and
how these substances as issues must
be hard-won
at
times
as there are hungry
thirsty
and harassed who
must endure and invent measures to take
to have
what’s needed
basically
and
for that cheer that Hobbits know
and
certain Dwarves prognosticate
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“There is more in you of good than you know, child of the kindly West. Some courage and some wisdom, blended in measure. If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.”
Tolkien, The Hobbit
for children as well of the East and North with researchers and penguins to the South
me (as Gandalf means)
photo by Valentin on Unsplash
(x = space)
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Tricksy
x
Not the wife of Norton
More like the creature
In the cave
On an island
In the lake
Who paddled
Throttled fish
Or goblins
And had one precious thing
That in the contest for it
He was sure
He had been hoodwinked
Of it
x
Which is an approach
To life
For some
To foresee and draft
A plan for taking
What’s desired
Or escape
Or something else from Earth
To own
Maybe to give away
The planet as a medium
For catch-and-release
x
Or an item
To pull out
From time to time
Like a jewel from the safe
Of one’s own
Righteous things
x
Something not to adjudicate
But to employ
When the thick is thin
And we in
The thick and thin of it
And this recourse will help
With or without
Preamble
Or an ongoing commentary
To say
Look at this clever thing I’m doing
It will save our bacon
Should we have any bacon
Either way
Quandary resolved
Some measure of escape
And I picked up something helpful
On the way out
Into daylight
x
The thief’s
The hero’s testimony
And we allow
What’s taken
As an exigent chapter
In the story
Of the quest
That passed under mountains
In the dark
x
x
x
Go Westmarch, Young Hobbit
(paean-ish)
x
Silly hobbit
Writing as if at Bree
In a room above
The raucous tributes
Below
x
Not in the study
Preparing contributions
To the read book
That is so important
It is red
x
But there is time
For twilight
And smoke rings
Beer and cake
Or something better
x
Maybe watch
For someone to come by
Whom we anticipate
Especially
When not there
x
And Middle-Earth goes by
And we ponder
Dancing steps
That might please Bombadil
While Goldberry
Marks the time
With other details
Of the party
x
x
x
(title a corruption of advice by Horace Greeley)
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(x = space)
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I Need to Resupply by September 22
x
I need some breakfast,
Hobbits
x
Bagels are gone
While only a couple swipes
Of cream cheese remain
x
One piece of bread
For toast
And if I search my shelves
I might the last of peanut butter
x
Inside the fridge
Maybe some juice
And don’t worry
I have coffee
x
I’m sorry, hobbits
x
This is grim fare
And certainly for hosting
x
I have to hope
There is no
Unexpected party
x
I have wine and beer
Should you
Wish to come
Later on
You know
Respectably
But you’ll have to bring
(so sorry)
Your own food
Maybe to share
With me
x
Oops
x
I have a nice collection of maps
For treasure quests
To offer
x
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The twenty-second means the birthday of Bilbo (and Frodo). There could be or should be an (expected) unexpected party, then.
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x
(x = space)
x
x
Sleeper Awake
x
It’s 69 degrees
(Fahrenheit)
At (twelve-oh-five, we say)
12:05
x
Fall arrives
And hobbits,
The birthdays
Of the Bagginses
x
New season
With an equinox
Autumnal
To complement
The vernal
By a half,
Half a year,
Half a world
x
We tilt into another
And existentially
A new one
x
We have not had
Today
Or this changing
Of the Earth
Around 11
Post-meridian
x
Here is the same season
As a new one,
New seconds
Newly breathed
Into hours
And an age
Collectively
x
Spring to the south,
Autumn
To the north where
Where there
Might be dragons
In their lairs.
Then
We bring in cold air
And awaken them
x
We think fall
Might be the readiness
For freezing,
Sleeping winter;
And yet
(like new school years
for young ones
and for teachers)
Here and now
The adventure,
The quest
Might begin
x
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Photo by Hans Isaacson on Unsplash
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(x = space)
x
x
Time and Again
(for J. R. R. T. in the birthday month)
x
Sometimes
We know it’s happening
Far away
By powerful people
National leaders
Soldiers with weapons firing
Or
A catastrophe
That has not befallen us
Specifically
And like parades
We know they and these are passing by
x
Sometimes it’s here
Still not for us
Our role might be
To observe
Or like the chorus
Comment on events
But this is not our stage
We are not the players
Not the principles,
At least
When there is news
We will know more
x
Sometimes it is our time
The light might be on us
Maybe not
But it is our time
The actions
And the consequences
Our place in the world
To secure
x
Perhaps I mean
The deaths of kings
(inclusive)
Then a fire in another part
Of town
Then maybe no more than
A birthday celebration
To have with grace
And thanks
x
Or maybe our time
Is more important
However to us
It seems
To the people
To the planet
To the cosmos
Believe me or not,
It could happen
x
It happened to the hobbit
Most of us are hobbits
Even without the provenance
Or wealth
(before the treasure is acquired)
Of Bagginses
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Hobbiton, Mata Mata, New Zealand
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