Over the last couple of days all sorts of bizarre creatures have been sighted in the medieval blogosphere.
JJ Cohen at In the Middle saw "diminutive household spirits, beautiful ladies dancing by night in woodland halls, and other fleeting and uncanny creatures," Horace Jeffrey Hodges the Gypsy Scholar wrote a poem about his* seduction by a medieval succubus, and Gail the Scribal Terror tells us all about barnacle geese and the fearsome burning-dung-expelling bonnacon.
Not to be left out, I saw a bicorne in my yard yesterday. It looked hungry, but totally left me alone.
*Oh, he denies that it was him, winkwinknudgenudge.
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Dapper as you are, I must point out a teeeeeny error: I didn't claim to see such creatures. Now, I am not saying here that I did not see such things, nor that I have never seen such beings, nor that I never will see such as I have mentioned. I am only stating that I did not on my blog make the claim that such things were sighted by me, now or in the past.
ReplyDeletePS A reporter from the Chronicle of Higher Education stopped my office today and informed me of all the crazy things you've been saying about medievalists.
Did you see the reporter, or not see the reporter, or have you never seen such a reporter, or will you never see such a reporter?
ReplyDelete"Horace Jeffrey Hodges," you say?
ReplyDeleteGoodness, but his name is remarkably similar to my own: "Horace Jeffery Hodges."
I'm glad that I didn't have his nightmare! Know what I mean, know what I mean? I'll bet you do, I'll bet you do!
But of course, we should never assume that the poetic voice is expressing the author, not even in lyric poetry.
Wink, wink.
Jeffery Hodges
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