for Amon Hen and the part of me which forever departed,
with the seeing, there, upon the very Hill of Sight.
for Bilbo. Cousin by birth. Uncle by chance.
Ringbearer by fate.
for Cormallen, whose name means "Golden Ring". Perforce,
I lost the one, and gained the other.
for Deagol. Often I think upon him. His was the easier
for Earendil. There is peace within his serene light.
for the Fire-Mountain, where both ending and
beginning stayed within a breath-closed chamber, one moment
bound to all others in time.
for Gamgee and Gardner. Friend of friends. Full-wise.
for hobbit, we folk of simple ways and mysterious
for Isildur. He whose shame I shared.
is for the Jewels of Feanor. In the West resides,
yet, the unsullied
light of the Two Trees. The distilled joy of them
sounds within me
like my own heart.
for kingsfoil. In the hands of the King, it was no foil.
is for the Lady of the Golden Wood. In her land grew the golden
mallorn, the star-eyed Elanor. The Ring of Water
encircles the slim
grace of her finger.
for Mirrormere, whose deep calm contains the
for Necromancer, created in dawning song, consumed by wilful
evil, destroyed by his own construct.
for Oliphaunt. I am glad we saw them, Sam.
for Primula. Even now, her voice sighs a lullaby
to the ear of my mind.
for Quelle, the season of harvest. When the sun grows
heavy and sullen-orange, within the pull of this season, I dreme
is for the River Daughter. I wonder, now, where she might
all rain-washed spring and silver-shod, all golden-haired and
for the Shire. As am I.
for truesilver, beloved of the dwarves, and the true saving of my
for the Undying Lands. Time fails beneath the stars which
linger here, and here is healing caught between dawn and dusk.
for the Vision of Iluvator. All that there is, all that ever
there shall be, dawning seed of the first music.
for the White Downs. Beyond them lies Far Downs, Emyn
Beraid and the Harbour of Master Cirdan.
is for the criss-crossed mark I scribe upon a map, indication of
the person of Iorhael resides. Frodo is not to be found
is for Yestare, first-day of the Elvish year. Birth-day
of Sam. Soon
enough he will again journey across water for my sake. And
homely Shire will reside within the silver'd envelope of the
Zirak, whose white-shod feet and snow-swept head were called
in the tongue of the fair folk, and Silvertine in common
Never did I walk there, never now shall I.
I could wish
but for one letter more, one that should encompass the meaning of
that I define above. In all my learning, all
my searching and healing
and being, I have found it
There is no letter by which we may place our love
into the heart-hand of another.
I am Frodo; this, my story, my primer,
by which I attest my love. That
was all I ever bore.
Author's Note: definition of "primer": A book that covers
the basic elements of a subject; from the Middle English: