And so we come to April, when longen folk to goon on pilgrimages, the hooly blissful Web-links for to seke.
Michael Drout provides an update on his plan to extract sheep DNA from medieval manuscripts.
My good friend at Ephemeral New York finds knights in the West Village and “angry chick” grotesques in Brooklyn Heights.
At The Cimmerian, William Maynard ponders writing, suicide, and Robert E. Howard.
Also at The Cimmerian, an appreciation of Ronnie James Dio, who’s battling stomach cancer.
Lingwë looks at Tolkien, C.S. Lewis, and alliterative poems.
Kid Beowulf and the Song of Roland has hit the shelves.
Got Medieval debunks that baloney about super-sized meals in depictions of the Last Supper.
The Wall Street Journal reports on “a recent wave of early-music recordings that show a radical disregard for concerns of historical authenticity.”
Classical Bookworm reviews The Overflowing Brain.
Collected Miscellany reads dueling reviews of Angelology.
Open Letters Monthly introduces you to Ugo Fuscolo.
“Dinotopia” artist James Gurney visits Blizzard Entertainment.
Michelle Kerns uses the top-20 book-review cliches in a single review.
Planning a holiday? Here are ten places you don’t want to visit.
Oh, to be in Switzerland in the springtime, when villagers harvest the spaghetti.
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