[lj idol] week twenty five | "the only thing I'll ever ask of you..."

Oct 17, 2014 00:16

[the isolated mind: a myth]

*He turns twenty in three hours and seventeen minutes ( Read more... )

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theun4givables October 20 2014, 00:00:03 UTC
The poetic feel of this just gives it that much more umph, and I enjoyed it. :)

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waltzmatildah October 23 2014, 01:53:28 UTC
Thank you! I definitely love me some poetry in my prose, so it's awesome to know I've achieved that here.

Thank you again :)

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n3m3sis43 October 22 2014, 10:23:16 UTC
This was really atmospheric and well-done.

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waltzmatildah October 23 2014, 01:54:03 UTC
Thank you!!

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halfshellvenus October 22 2014, 19:37:13 UTC
They dance without touching, separated only by the stars. They are liquid and pulse-beats and an absence of thinking
I love the language in your works, and this was typical of the reason why. It's a gorgeous, poetic passage, and yet it's also entirely clear what the meaning behind the abstraction is.

I'm guessing this was for Intersubjectivity? You didn't list the prompt, but the title implies that.

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waltzmatildah October 23 2014, 01:57:44 UTC
Thank you for the wonderful comment :) And yes, intersubjectivity. I did make it clear in my entry comment at Gary's post, but I figured the title, as you mentioned, made it clear enough outside of there :)

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crisp_sobriety October 23 2014, 12:11:30 UTC
This writing is lovely. You really achieved that prose-poetry effect.

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waltzmatildah October 30 2014, 09:22:40 UTC
Thank you so much :)

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karmasoup October 24 2014, 03:26:16 UTC
Very erotic... a mental orgasm for the senses. I've actually had moments like, this, once, in a long ago past from another life long since forgotten. Until you brought it all rushing back.

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waltzmatildah October 30 2014, 09:23:33 UTC
Ooh, a mental orgasm. I LIKE IT :)

I am so pleased this reasonated with you... It did with me, too ;)

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