Many are the tales which were once told of the Druid called Mac Criomthann and the adventures which befell him in the years that he wandered Ireland. This is a second collection of those tales.
Most of these poems are written in medieval fixed forms - one of my on-going quests being a search for ways of reproducing the sound and feel of medieval Welsh poetry in modern English. And yet, because the bardic art I practice is a performance art, these are in a larger sense not my poems at all, but merely pale imitations - poems preserved on paper. I hope you will enjoy the substitutes!
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