...because I need to write more Claiming Hermione tonight. (am thinking of naming the chapter "The Chapter The Would Not Be Written")

ENTRY September 17

See, I alter nothing. This is you and I in
dark grey lead, on plain white paper.
No flattering magenta colors. No accompaniment
                            in minor key - or brilliant ( Read more... )

So, I don't want to over-poem you, but fuck it, it's good for you. *smirk* eevilalice and I were discussing the Neruda poem, and I touched on this theme in that post, but here is some expounding on it ( Read more... )

Your not-so-daily poetry hit, dedicated to eevilalice who has been sharing lovely writing with me, and to dynonugget whose Time Is A Funny Thing touched me. And because both of them helped me get back into Claiming Hermione ( Read more... )

I miss you!

It's been a hectic couple of weeks in RL. This is now the longest I have gone without writing/updating Claiming Hermione. Going on two weeks!! *pulls hair out*

RL isn't bad. I just have big projects ramping up and finishing up. One in particular is like a nuclear mushroom cloud that just keeps getting bigger and bigger and bigger. Every ( Read more... )

second entry in Walter Benton's This Is My Beloved:

ENTRY May 4

You rise out of sleep like a growing thing rises out of the garden soil.
Two leaves part to be your mouth,
                            two tender seedleaves ---
and your eyes are wonderfully starlike,
your eyes are luminous and soft as the velvet of
                            ( Read more... )

ENTRY  April 28

Because  hate is legislated . . . written into

the primer and testament,

shot into our blood and brain like vaccine or vitamins

Because our day of time, of  hours --- and the clock-hand turns,

closes the circle upon us; and black timeless nitght

sucks us in like quicksand, receives us totally ---

without a raincheck or a parachute, a key ( Read more... )