Okayallrightokayallright. I guess you can keep trampling the violets if the result is this breathtaking.

Not sure what I am more envious of, the living it or the magnificent re-telling of it. Kudos.

it was just a little death, after all ; )

still, what Ken said.

Rich and redolent, like the colours above and the leftover pieces in the tags below - venery is new to me ; could be either of two things, or both - whichever, I love it here. Also minutes are maggots ; the whole thing, so ... visceral.

(oh, dear!)
i must come back to this

my reading list lately has been all medieval research
so you must understand the glee with which i met the image, bracing myself for what was to happen
from title to last word to image this is so exquisitely worked as to cause true pain to those with a lot less talent
and oh! sun splintered eyes (!!)

of course, i am going to end up reading this at least a dozen times
Tristan and Iseult look upon you and smile

I always feel a little sheepish about only being able to say "oh, my." But you know? Oh. My.

Beautiful. Grand.
Rated.

Delightfully tongue in cheek (ah, but who's cheek?), each couplet going in a new direction but in reality fleshing out the picture. "Hounding memory"! And the last sentence!! Oh. My. (I quote.)

Thanks everyone for visiting.


Ken ~ I like okayallrightokayallright: I might make it my acceptance chant for the week. Thank you.

Rita ~ I'm pleased to have your envy - though that doesn't sound very nice, does it?

catch-22 ~ Yes, well.... what a way to go, right?

Kim ~ Yes, I was playing with double meanings - of venery, game, quiver. I love that you saw the tags as leftover pieces - yes.

Vanessa ~ Still spoiling me.

Divorce Bard ~ "Oh my" doesn't seem sheep-y. Now, if you'd said "Bah"....

Scylla ~ Thank you.

AtHomePilgrim ~ Your parenthetical made me laugh - thank you.

Brilliant yet muted seem the colours of this dawn haze.