2005 Award Category: Races/Places: Men: Poetry
Story Type: Poem ✧ Length: N/A
Rating: G ✧ Reason for Rating: N/A
Summary: Flotsam and jetsam from Aragorn's rucksack.
Reviewed by: Dwimordene ✧ Score: 5
I think the last three are my favorites from this lot. The bit about Aragorn pretending not to notice his opponent is letting him win the game says there's a lot going on more interesting than the chess itself; followed hard by that sad little wondering about his mother, whose life is growing thin, these two pieces stretch his homelife between, I would guess, the two women in his life, between hope and exhaustion. And then the little note explicitly to his father, assuring him that the North is safe completes that little family tableau.
Reviewed by: Marta ✧ Score: 3
I never imagined one of Tolkien's more heroic types writing freeverse; for some reason it seems more fitting coming from the pen of Halbarad than Aragorn. However, you did a fantastic job of working in so many of the hints we get from canon. This was a very enjoyable read.
Reviewed by: Thundera Tiger ✧ Score: 3
Very powerful imagery packed into very short phrases. I liked the brevity of these poems. I imagine Aragorn probably didn't have much time for writing. My favorite was the one about fireside chess, with Aragorn pretending to be too tired to notice that the other is only pretending to actually lose. Lots of pretenses going on here. Good writing.
Reviewed by: nerwen_calaelen ✧ Score: 1
An intersting view of Aragorn.