So I have to tell the story while we sit together.
Sit here with me.
I have to remember.
Limb by limb I put the pieces together.
I weave the details with the context
I set the scene and add the players.
I bring in the gods.
the winds that blow into the landscape.
I re-live the deeds of the ancient heroes and make them mine.
We sit together.
in a special kind of intimacy.
One that only the storyteller and the listener can be in.
My feelings become yours. I feel you.
I begin to have the same hopes
You cry my disappointment.
by Niall Campbell © 2021