Diana Wynne Jones passed away yesterday. She was one of my favourite authors. I am very besaddened. I think I will have to read Fire and Hemlock again, in tribute (my favourite book; my userpic is taken from the cover, although the words are Keats')

More drabbles. I feel like posting some of my writing, for a change, rather than just a bunch of random sentances. These three are inspired by titles from Imogen Heap songs, and they're based on the novel Fire and Hemlock by Diana Wynne Jones.

( Fire and Hemlock )

Dry the pool, dry concrete, brown edged,
And the pool was filled with water out of sunlight,
And the lotos rose, quietly, quietly,
The surface glittered out of heart of light,
And they were behind us, reflected in the pool.
Then a cloud passed, and the pool was empty.

-T. S. Eliot, Burnt Norton, 1 of 'Four Quartets'My first exam is tomorrow. I'm ( Read more... )