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YO. HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEST-EST BETH.

You're awesome, but you already know that. <3 you. Um - what can I say except that - you're simply perfect? Something like that, I think. Here's a gift (which is not perfect, but I was a bit stuck; this is a response to a poem with drowning pigs and boats):

Drowning Pigs
-to Beth

Painted boats. Black boats ( Read more... )

Rainbow Abalone Shell

Imagine opaline fields of soap suds, minus
spheres, a watery palette of iridescence

whose inside looks like oil on hot
asphalt - that same bubbly, water-coloured

smear & smudge on layered flakes as frail
as thistle stems. Imagine Grand Canyon -

not the rugged, red stones on rough area:
nor the heat: just the bowl shape. Imagine

that ( Read more... )

The Five Stages of a Butterfly

1

In a Mimesis of moths, these swallow-
tails flies lambent over water all wings

and body. Thorax contraction, then sudden
wing-fluttering. There are two whose wings

are dim and frail with age. Tongues coil
and uncoil licking the rests of a halcyon nest.

2

Green mimicry of a cocoon, the pupa 
hangs like pears; bends its ( Read more... )

Yes, I said it, and it is true. Jo herself confirmed it to the newspaper The Today Show.  The book shall be an encyclopedia of sort, apparently huge, with facts about the magical world we still don't know (among others The Veil).

Anyone else rejoicing?

Oh, and the punchline - GO JO!

Part One - Norway: The Travel and Experience ( Read more... )

Rosemallows Versus Bees

The bees that, together, in swarms, buzz and plunge to
                booze nectar

from the flowers that croon, deaf-chorus, Alas, alas, they steal
                our water, and,

deaf-chorused, cry Alas, alas, we loose weight, become less filled,
                more emptied

to the bees, yellow-cargoed round ( Read more... )

Rosemallows versus Bees
to Leanne, 17

The bees that, together,
in swarms, buzz and
plunge to booze nectar

from the flowers that croon,
deaf-chorus, Alas,
alas, they steal our water,

and, deaf-chorused, cry
Alas, alas, you rob us
to the bees, yellow-

cargoed round balls
whose gossamer
wings are more still, less

flurry when their beaks
swill ( Read more... )

Happy Belated Birthday Spindlewand!

I've been on a class trip, so that's why I haven't been around (or squeed over your birthday). I hope it was the most magnificent birthday you've had, because (one) you're wonderful and (two) you deserve it and (three) you're wonderful (again :D). *huggles*

*shares his famous confetti*

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR LEANNE!

And guess what? For once, I have a present. It's a little late, but I'm writing it (400 words as of now). You can go to my EOM thread and read the excerpts. One of these belongs to your story. O.o. It will be Regulus / Sirius, which = Squeeeee!! :D

And the reason for James finally giving a gift beyond a virtual hug and ( Read more... )