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Lindė Nerdanelo by Nerdanel | 2 Review(s) |
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Rhapsody | Reviewed Chapter: 1 on 2/8/2005 |
And then our sons came: tallest first, and more like me in face and temper than the rest, beside the second: on the other Shore I feel that he alone may pass the test. I think this part got to me the most. I have been reading a lot about the sons of Feanor and in the back of my mind I always wondered what the relationship would be between Nerdanel and her sons. Something tells me that this must have been a difficult choice for all. And there I would house with them, if I might; yet I cannot: forever they are gone, and now within this gloom, this gathering Night can I perceive no remnant of their Song. If Nerdanel could only hear the laments that her son Maglor sings ... of pain, sorrow and regret. Beautifully written! Author Reply: Thank you so much, Rhapsody, for your kind words. I had hoped that I conveyed that emotion, and now that you tell me that I have, I am content. It is wonderful to receive such kind reviews; it encourages me, since I usually receive very few reviews for my poetry. I always thought more people needed to write about Nerdanel; and even though I call myself after her, I never before had written anything about her. I was, thus, a bit nervous about posting these sonnets, but I'm glad I did. Nerdanel | |
Nilmandra | Reviewed Chapter: 1 on 2/2/2005 |
I should preface my remarks be saying I know nothing of poetry, except when I like it, so I cannot comment on any of the mechanics. But I do know when something moves me, and this did. I could feel her anguish, and imagine the emptiness of seeing a husband and all her sons leave as they did, and know that they would all likely fail the test before them. I have imagined she must have taken refuge in the gardens of Lorien, in search of healing for her own heartbreak. Very well done. Author Reply: Nilmandra, the praise of the praiseworthy is above all gifts. And encouragement of the poet's work encourages the poet's heart, as nothing else could. Thank you so much. That you enjoyed it means more to me than many greater things. Blessings, Nerdanel | |