eels and poems and hummingbirds, oh my

[selidor]

Oh look, four things make a post.

1. There was a story up at Strange Horizons recently, Longfin's Daughters by the relatively new author O. J. Cade. It's a succinct bildungsroman, finding identity, a typical fairytale - except not so much. My experience of reading initially went

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[asakiyume]

I wonder if you're still in NZ and were there for the earthquake.... I just read your poem in Inkscrawl, the endless arc over the shallow sea, the sudden sky/sister of wind and fire, and it reminded me of seeing lightning storms in the clouds below, when being in an airplane.

And that's a good memory, and the poem's a lovely poem. Hope you're well!

[selidor]

oh! so lovely to see you back online!

No, I was back in Canada days before the earthquake (poor little Seddon, not a big town and now rather flattened). Shaky isles...

ooh, endless arc of flight, always traversing - and the big thunderheads, caught at the edge of sunset. It is a good world in which we can go and see all the sides of storms.
I'm glad you liked the poem. Thank you.