Forgotten Ground Regained

Caedmon Remembers

Originally published in Cantos: A Literature and Art Journal and reprinted in New Crops from Old Fields: Eight Medievalist Poets, ed. Oz Hardwick, Stairwell Press, 2015.
Hearing the harp, like hearing my enemy’s horn,filled my heart with fear even when I waslonging for heaven to come down into my hands
so I could pray and praise in the companyof men in the mead-hall, those ordinary mortals,my friends and my kinsmen from whom I fled
to bungle my way to the barn to bed downwith the animals, not expecting the angel, who appearedand said: “Sing to the Shaper the beginnings of earth and sky!”
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