Middle-Earth Fanfiction Awards

Frodo of the Shire

Author: Baillie from Bree
Nominator: Elanor
2010 Award Category: Genres: Poetry: Hobbits - Honorable Mention

Story Type: Poetry : Length: N/A
Rating: General -- Reason for Rating: N/A
Summary: Frodo accepts his doom


Reviewed by: Elanor -- Score: 5

I love the rhythm of this poem; it takes a stanza or two to fall into it, but once you do, the lines just soar with the quiet passion of Frodo's growing understanding of the bitter task he has undertaken, the toll it has already begun to take, and the inevitable end to which it must lead. A thoughtful, sad and elegantly rendered portrait of the Savior assessing his life-altering decision and realizing, perhaps, that it was meant to be. This is a poet who delves deeply and compassionately into the psychology of suffering, and offers, through word, rhythm and metaphor, a surprising elixir of insight and spiritual comfort.

Reviewed by: Dreamflower -- Score: 5

In this skillful poem, Baillie from Bree captures Frodo's mind at the Council, as he ponders the awful task he is beginning to believe must be his. You can see his love for peace and for the beauty of the place where he is, and his longing for the simple joys of the Shire, his love for the rustic beauty of the place he grew up-- and how it is *that* love that leads him to accept his dreadful errand. As with Bailie's other poems, the rhyme and meter are impeccable, and yet natural as well. Though she never misses a beat, it never feels forced or stilted for the sake of rhyme. A beautiful poem, constructed with care, and one to make a reader feel for Frodo.

Reviewed by: Antane -- Score: 5

A beautiful haunting poem as Frodo realizes that all his life he has been prepared for this one doom, that he was created and chosen to be Ring-bearer. It is heartaching for you know that terrible pain is ahead for him, far more than he knows, though he is aware of it also, but it is at the same time inspiring because he does realize he was chosen and accepts that he has been, that all his footsteps through the Shire and all his love of it and of things Elven also have had meaning that he could not have possibly known under it all came together once his vocation was revealed and fearfully but fully embraced by him. God bless him and all those who have the strength to do so.

Reviewed by: Virtuella -- Score: 3

This is a beautiful poem with an unusual rhythm that I found very engaging. The last verse gives a convincing feeling of inevitability, and it links back very nicely to Bilbo's [The Road Goes Ever On And On]. Well done, thank you very much.

Reviewed by: Larner -- Score: 3

It's a difficult thing, learning that one's apparent choices appear to be less due to individual decision than one thought. An interesting poem examining Frodo's thoughts in those last fatal moments before he stood to accept the burden of the quest.