Vain Songs, The: 4. Love Scenes: III

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4. Love Scenes: III

Elves are adored for their beauty.

What beauty?
You mean like Lúthien’s,
made from part
mother’s illusion, part fortunate love story
and pale flowers that bloomed, happily, at just the right time -

that beauty?

Consider Maedhros.
For one timeless moment, imagine him in an apt locale.
A scarlet forge, a grassy vale,
Or at the tiller of a thousand ships, and
with Youth, that weeps with joy
at her eternity with him,
and flings her hair joyously across his form.

Oh, see him, lovers. See, see the
pitiless planes and angles falling into his shape
flowing now slow, now fast.
Mark well how
earth and sky beg him to stand motionless
a while longer, as
Maedhros transplants himself step by step.

He is tall, ivory,
All straight but the curve of his lip, and that
like a plum bow plucked back by Oromë –

Needless to say, he surpasses description.
Needless to say, his eyes, his hair, his sloping shoulders,
all perfect.
Needless to say what Fëanor felt
when he first gazed upon him.
Handsome, mad Fëanor, who did not, strangely,
recognise light when he saw it.

And now: Youth soaks her long black hair,
once more.
Lets it drip into Fingon’s eyes.


He says:
Go; do not consider me.
You are older, and wiser, and sharper, and better.
Go; do not allow me to disturb

your reflection.
What else do you care about, anyway?
Sitting all day by your pool, angered
at every passing bird that dares to pass a shadow over your mirror -

those birds will never forgive me for shooting stones at them.

Stones for beauty.

Opal for your skin and
flint for your brow,
from where emerges fire.

Why is my hair not red?

Oh, cousin. Oh, cousin.
I think I hate you
Even more than I hate your pool.

I am being a mighty sulk, I know, but it
hurts to think that you would prefer still water
to my living eyes.
I hope


This is a work of fan fiction, written because the author has an abiding love for the works of J R R Tolkien. The characters, settings, places, and languages used in this work are the property of the Tolkien Estate, Tolkien Enterprises, and possibly New Line Cinema, except for certain original characters who belong to the author of the said work. The author will not receive any money or other remuneration for presenting the work on this archive site. The work is the intellectual property of the author, is available solely for the enjoyment of Henneth Annûn Story Archive readers, and may not be copied or redistributed by any means without the explicit written consent of the author.

Story Information

Author: Ëarmírë

Status: Reviewed

Completion: Work in Progress

Era: 1st Age

Genre: Poetry

Rating: Adult

Last Updated: 07/14/04

Original Post: 08/02/03

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