The hoard again

Here is a short poem based on one of the artifacts of the Staffordshire Hoard.

Folded Cross

To fold a cross into a pocket,
the soft gold arms doubled inward
re-forming its branches into
the pliable and wayward.

Along these paths of gold,
creatures intertwine,
course out from round garnet
to round garnet. Their fluid
motion caught mid tangle.

Who has done this?
Creased one mystery into another.

Artisan? Merchant? Thief?

Bending the cross’ four directions,
thin mirrors of the planet,
into the center—

11 thoughts on “The hoard again”

  1. Ooh, beautiful Jaime. You have such a way with words.
    The gold imagery is sort of reminiscent of Yeats’ Byzantium, only yours is more sensual and more human, somehow…

  2. Yes Jaime, absolutely beautiful, resplendent. Not one word wasted or out of place. A jewel in itself. Do you have a collection of them for publication! I recall you were visiting some treasure trove in the UK. Was it anglo-saxon or celtic? No matter – your language sculpts the piece. I hunger for more!

  3. Wow, Bravo, thanks!
    And you too, Claire. I can’t tell you how nice it is to have feedback, especially such positive comments.

    Not yet, Papa Guinea, but I’m working on one. I have about 15 poems right now all about the hoards. Maybe around this time next year I’ll have the manuscript complete.

    Not sure what the question is, Pseu. I saw both hoard collections in England, which was great. The launch party for my Anime book went really well. Held at a friend’s lovely house in Marin, a rather rustic area north of San Francisco. Dazzling weather and roses in full bloom. Lots of tasty treats and people interested in books.

  4. Papa Guinea, I didn’t answer your question. The treasure trove I visited was the Staffordshire hoard, which is the largest collection of Anglo-Saxon gold discovered in the UK so far. It’s at Birmingham, and this poem describes one of the four crosses in the collection.

  5. It’s a very pleasing poem, Jaime. It’s a gem, in fact. Very compact and exquisitely crafted; just like the cross, in fact.

  6. Jaime, that line has been going round in my head ever since I read it. I was fascinated with Celtic and Anglo-Saxon history as a boy, thanks to another great history teacher.

  7. Thanks, Araminta. That means a lot to me from you.

    Oh, sorry, Pseu, I wasn’t sure about the gathering bit. My process is a little more like wringing water out of wet sweaters. The answer is slowly. Still struggling with a cold and so I’ve been sort of low energy. I’ve been watching lots of dvds, doing a comparison of Robin Hoods, while watching handsome young men shooting arrows. Ha ha.

    It’s funny, Bravo, recently I’ve been remembering childhood fascinations. Among them Roman and Northern European stories and now they have come back to haunt me in my obsession with the Roman and Anglo Saxon hoards. As a graduate student I was the teaching assistant for a class on Celtic mythology. It’s taken over a large section of my brain, I’m afraid. I’m less strong on history.

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