Birdwolf is a new year-long project authored by the collective Entropy community. It is a collaborative online epic poem written by the Entropy community on a weekly basis. A different author will write the next stanza or section of the poem each week, to be posted every Tuesday, following the previous post from the previous week, and following a very limited set of guidelines (that each author has one week to write the next piece after the previous week’s installment goes up, that the installment should build from the previous section’s content and form, and that contributions should range between 8 and 24 lines or be a visual work).
Follow the entire epic poem here: Birdwolf.
The very first installment is presented this week by edward j rathke.
Had one eye but held his head high
As he ambled around the bar.
Call’d for ale & cast his eye of bale.
While his words dripp’d like boiling tar:
“Listen clear, swine, & close yall’s wine!”
Tremor’d tones twisted on through us.
“Come ta warn yall what’s born from hell:
Birdwolf! Beast tears worse than a cuss!”
Our stranger slamm’d & drain’d his dram.
“Another! But now one finer!”
Onk poured, “Go on, tell us your lore.”
He cough’d clear his throat & said kinder:
“An old long tale, ma’am. Trade for ale?”
Onk owled her cold eyes upon me,
“Ye’ll pay for each line he’s to say.”
What to do but smoothly agree?
He smiled crooked wide & clapp’d my side,
Tumbling out words like a beat drum,
Hamm’ring our bones like titan’s groans!
We sat rapt as strings ’fore the strum!