by Steve Tanham
➰ Within the sky You formed one day I have you said With dipping horn Not gone away ➰ I willed you go Your old one eye Belligerent Inclined to stay Declined my sigh ➰ Am home, it cried Among and in The shallow mind The narrow gaze The snarling din ➰ Resistant to My magic frown This hungry eye Just widens now And … Read More Old Blue Devil
by Steve Tanham
From Stuart. The Silent Eye * But according to some, Wayland has far more onerous responsibilities than shoeing the horses of passing way farers… * A group of local lads were enjoying a drink one evening at the White Horse Inn, Woolstone, when an unknown man wearing old fashioned garb entered and ordered a pint of the local beverage. * He wore a leather … Read More Wayland: The White Horse…
by Steve Tanham
Inspector Sunday examined the room in minute detail. His deadly enemy, Adrian Cheng, might be anywhere. But the sinister arch-criminal and master of disguise was nowhere to be see. “Perhaps a coffee would help?” the tocking of the clock seemed to say. Sunday considered the suggestion, and gave in to its subtle persuasion… “I’ll find you,” Sunday muttered, a few minutes later, sipping … Read More Inspector Sunday
by Steve Tanham
From Stuart. The Silent Eye * The tone of the tale once Britain is reached, becomes very different… * Alighting on Berkshire’s High Downs, Wayland came upon an ancient chambered tomb, and made it his home. * Tradition now has it, that if ever you are riding the Ridgeway, and your horse loses a shoe, you need only tether it nearby, leave a silver-sixpence … Read More Wayland: The Blessed Isles…
by Steve Tanham
From Stuart. The Silent Eye * There are a number of intriguing aspects to the legend of Wayland Smithy… The earliest written sources appear late and are decidedly piecemeal. * Wayland is the son of a God, Giant, or King of the Otherworld. He is schooled in metallurgy by Dwarves, whom, in skill, he quickly surpasses. He lives, hunts, and works alone in a … Read More Wayland: Silver-Smith of Souls…
by Steve Tanham
Continued from Part 1. Before me on the table is an electrical device. It needs a new battery and to do that I have to remove the cover. The small screw holding it is of the type that requires a screwdriver with a cross-head. My mind is intrigued that this illustration of ‘knowing’ has come into the ‘now’, but it has, and I’m grateful. … Read More Principles of Fire (2) belief-faith-knowing
by Steve Tanham
Across the dappled grass I called you Unhurried in the evening glow To down your tools and stand before me In simple presence, freed of stone And learn the language of the slow ➰ No sadness that my solar fire Conceals the fade of life’s profusion Far more than this awaits the gaze That lifts the veil of summer’s end And sees beyond decay’s … Read More Christ of the Sunflower
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