last night we started reading Beowulf, a scandinavian epic poem. jeremy read to me and at first i had a hard time getting into it. it's just so out of our everyday speech. then the pictures started to become clearer for me as the words became puzzles and visual vignettes. here are some of my favorites...
fate goes ever as fate must*
banquet at the bottom of the sea
night shapes came stealing forth under the cloud-murk
*fate in old english "wyrd". how nice is that?
photo: jeremy dyer