Author: agatheringofmen_05s7qe

A Russian tale adapted by Eugene Marckx In old Russia long ago there were horses of power. These horses were tall and broad chested with fiery eyes and iron hoofs. And they spoke wisdom. None of those horses are above ground today. They sleep with the men who rode them, until a time when Mother…

a folktale from Norway Once upon a time there was a King who had seven sons, and he loved them all so much that he couldn’t bear to have them all gone at once. He must have at least one nearby at all times. When they were grown into young men, the six older brothers…

a tale by Eugene Marckx As a boy Wade did not know any dancing or singing.  His people on the slopes of Black Mountain did not dance or sing.  They lived without these foolish excesses.  If they were trading goods with a strange tribe, and those people began to dance or sing, his people always…

by Eugene Marckx From an ancient tale Roghnall was the most daring warrior chief of his time. With his cohorts he had won so many battles that he began to feel invincible—so much so that he sent out a challenge to anyone anywhere to meet him in battle. No one answered. But the last, if…

by Eugene Marckx In a time that circles with the changing faces of the moon this story is always happening.  A boy.  Why is it a boy?  Could it be a girl for once?  But this was a boy¾born to trouble.  Oh, yes, plenty of people tried to wish it all away, yet there was…

  Wi’ yer drums ’n guns ’n drums ’n guns, hurroo, hurroo, Wi’ yer drums ’n guns ’n drums ’n guns, hurroo, hurroo, Wi’ yer drums ’n guns ’n drums ’n guns The enemy nearly slew ye. Oh, my darlin’ dear, ye look so queer, Why, Johnny, we hardly knew ye.                                                                                                 traditional   It…

From RUSSIAN FAIRY TALES, collected by Aleksandr Afanas’ev Translated by Norbert Guterman (1973) Random House There was once a wealthy merchant named Marka, and never was anyone so stingy as he!  One day he went for a walk, and on his way he saw an old beggar asking for alms. “For Christ’s sake, pious men,…

by Eugene Marckx Once there was a boy who made friends with a white bird.  They went freely together everywhere.  But one day the boy locked the bird in a cage because he said that other boys were always trying to catch it.  When he came back from play the cage was empty.  The white…