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[ghazalah]

For Stephen
Boston, Spring 1812

What could he do, with his mainspring, his prime mover gone?

--The Fortune of War

HiddenIf you place a fern

Comments

[sparowe]

"No one sees the fuel that feeds you"... those were the lines that got me... almost as much as the line about the name of a loved one becoming blood.

This poem touches me in a way that I can't explain; it feels "right", but if I were to try and draw lines explaining why... they would go to waste.

[ghazalah]

I think I know what you mean, though. It's something we all know, intuitively. Our secret motives...

[ann_septimus]

That is perfect. So simple, so beautiful. *sigh*

[ghazalah]

I'm anxious to find more of her work: I'd not read any before.

Off to the bookstore!

[anglepoiselamp]

Oh lord. That poem is impossibly beautiful. *adds to memories*

On a random note, your icon is cracking me up. I've been watching it for god knows how long now and giggling madly. :D

[ghazalah]

I don't know what I was thinking when I made that icon. :-D Glad you like it!