Further up and further in.

[earlofgrey]

This place has grown silent; I miss the little notes we used to send one another. I've still been writing, though, and I'm more than a little hopeful that you might be kind enough, if you enjoy what I've written here in the past, to continue reading what I'm scribbling. If you care to follow me elsewhere, I can now be found at: Read more... )

Comments

[ladywind]

~warm smile~ Would it be odd to say I've missed you? I've missed you. Or at least your syntax. Good to see it again. Pocketing the link.

[earlofgrey]

Not at all. I like looking in on your words so much.

[ladywind]

Look in anytime; I'll keep a kettle on in your name.

[sora_vandel]

I love your posts. you inspired me to write a poem about a fishmonger once.

[earlofgrey]

Oh, how lovely!

[sora_vandel]

I only ever liked the first two stanzas:

I spoke to the fishmonger yesterday.
slitting scales and flesh, he flung a bone over his shoulder.
all the while his eyes remarked that life had turned
to streaks of grey, scattered with the ligaments of trout.
somehow when the moon rose beyond the pier
there was no light. just silhouettes upon silhouettes.
fish wandering amongst fish,
entrails laid before the sun,
disintegrating under splinters in the pier.

the ocean is full of bones
the sand is full of bones.
the air is full of bones.
we walk upon the remnants of discarded fish,
and what with the entrails being sodden,
we’ve nothing left to portend.
merely the water lapping on the shore,
husks of shellfish laid upon the sand
as though an offering:
dead upon the dead.

[westlinwind]

Yes.

[diablaxmachina]

Are you leaving LJ for good? Sadface! I will indeed go check out your scribblings, but I hate to see this place become more of a wasteland. Are you still reading?

[earlofgrey]

I don't think I'll be writing here anymore, no. I miss how interactive this place used to be, and a lot of my favourite writers have gone elsewhere. But I am still reading bits here and there.