A 13th c. Northumbrian lady
by Caitlin Christiana Wintour I wrote this poem a few years ago as largesse for Pennsic War XXXV. Frankly I forgot that I had done it, so thank heaven for good friends who remember to post my poetry even when I don’t! *waves at THL Beathog* I wrote this poem in the style of Anglo… Continue Reading “In Honor of Amalric and Caia”
This is my retelling of a story from The Eyrbyggja Saga. The same summer that Christ’s faith was made law in Iceland, a ship came from over the sea to Snowfellness, and docked at the great holding of Frodis-water. On board was a woman named Thorgunna who bore many fine goods with her. Now Thurid… Continue Reading “The Trial of the Dead”
By Caitlin Christiana Wintour The Cheviot cloud-trails ring round the fog-shrouded valleys, and lonely lanes weave round dark fells. Criminals can be found here, bringing blood and sorrow to the unwary far from field and farm. Yet worse things there are then wild men in the howling hills. From the granite ground grow the dark… Continue Reading “The Lonely Traveler”
I know this is a little silly to decide whether or not to do Pentathlon in 2011 because it is less then a week after the last one, and was my 3rd one in a row. Mind you I find Pent immensely rewarding and I’ll still be involved as a judge if they need me.… Continue Reading Yet More Pentathlon Ramblings
Caid’s Pentathlon is a Very Big Deal. It’s a kingdom-level Arts and Sciences competition and display that happens once every two years. It’s a rather huge production and the kind of competition that immerses you, grabs you, shakes you like a dog, and spits you out. O.K., just kidding about that last part. But it’s… Continue Reading Pentathlon 2009 — Finis