This is possibly the best poem I’ve ever written. Arwen’s Song We met at dusk in Imladris wood; He called, “Tinúviel!” As Beren called in years long past, Far west of Rivendell. In Lórien of singing gold We met at length once more; I plighted troth to Arathorn’s son On Amroth’s hill of lore. IContinueContinue reading “TWT: Arwen’s Song”
Benita J. Thompson 