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mythomanic
two for one
Sep 27, 2010 18:47
my friend Iona and I have a poems-for-prints deal: she sends me prints and stories, I send her poems.
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o_glorianna
September 28 2010, 05:53:28 UTC
Mmmm. Both poems are lovely. Some lines I particularly like:
Iron and salt into paper and print.
The child forgets the lesson
of the punishment.
and
the cryptic flicker of the candle
and, finally,
If they cut you open at the end
your bones would be blue.
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pollinia
September 29 2010, 14:27:13 UTC
These are so stark and lovely. They feel cold, like winter coming. What a cool arrangement you and your friend have!
(Also, hi! I don't think I've ever commented on your journal before.)
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mythomanic
September 30 2010, 00:10:33 UTC
(hi! that's because I barely ever post - I really ought to post more, but Facebook keeps RL friends up-to-date, mostly.)
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metallian
October 3 2010, 01:19:12 UTC
I love them! (The print, too.)
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Iron and salt into paper and print.
The child forgets the lesson
of the punishment.
and
the cryptic flicker of the candle
and, finally,
If they cut you open at the end
your bones would be blue.
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(Also, hi! I don't think I've ever commented on your journal before.)
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