Medieval torture griddles

When we were walking in the west of N. we bought some 'grisevinger' in a local shop to take up high, where we were to walk three days to fin rock carvings over the tops, down to the fjord at Vingen, these pigs wings we ate in the evening round the camp fire, I refused the alcohol out of a plastic smelling bottle, and the next day we walked down 500 m to the the fjord edge( which in the evening had been totally pink in the setting sun) and came to those most exciting carvings, where 'they' believe the people of 6000 yrs ago chased the deer over the cliff edge to just that spot, so idyllic it took our breath away. Look, here's a deer, no see here there's a man behind this one, and over here there's one that running so fast!!!!! Across from there is the highest drop in Europe where 'Gamle Erik' ( Old Erik the Devil) dances with the trollkjerringer, or wives of trolls, on midsummer nights. Well all that came of us calling the chickens wings 'svinevinger'. And we were going to a place called 'VINGen' We laughed a good deal about it, perhaps that was the reason that I, in the middle of the night, last Friday last wrote this beginning!!!! half dreaming and thinking of the wings, their softness destroyd by pain made sharp and uncomfortable, angels become devils, as I was just then too unable to turn over without feeling that me muscles would crack in two across my back. Gone mostly now!! Are you satisfied with my evidence my Lord Geezer? from your nomadic Queen Ann of the Nordic myths.

here is how much- just go to the FORUM and there i have started a discussion about how poetry froms in our minds!!! Sir Gee, You were always noble. The beginning is:- 1) Pigs wings- can have many other associations, for instance the pig is usually snubbed by society and considered a lowly beast - he loves best to find his food in muddy places, his snout is so designed that he can dig up the earth with it and find truffles, tubers or nuts, and doing so he dirties his pale pink skin abominably - those furies, or the beast that Longo mentions in his poems can be associated with this behaviour and uncouthness. 2) The thought of pigs flying at all is comic but also heavy and sad. 3) " The pig with the ring in its nose" fairy tale pigs.( "The owl and the pussy cat" by Edward Lear:- III 'Dear pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
    Your ring?' Said the Piggy, 'I will.' 
So they took it away, and were married next day
    By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
 They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
    Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
 And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
    They danced by the light of the moon,
          The moon,
          The moon,
 They danced by the light of the moon.") 4) Pigs have so many tales and roles within those tales, or sayings that I shall go no further. But this thought got me thinking about poetry and where it comes from, how we think up these ideas and then put them in pride of place, at random in some ways, just to start off a thought. ( Go see the forum place) Yours Ann Queenie.