Sunday Poetry corner

A Yuletide Charm (poem by anonymous) The Great Hall ceiling, vast and cold, Now gleams with flakes of silver-gold; A hundred evergreen trees stand tall, Encased in frost, and lining the walls. They twinkle, hung with icicles of glass, And fairy-lights wink like fireflies as you pass, Spells flit and buzz through boughs of green,…

Titania’s Tales

It snowed! So I figured the best story to share today would be The SnowQueen by Hans Christian Andersen Book One Which Describes a Looking-Glass and the Broken Fragments. You must attend to the commencement of this story, for when we get to the end we shall know more than we do now about a…