June 2011
30 posts
“Alone in the night
On a dark hill
With pines around me
Spicy and...”
– “Stars” - Sara Teasdale
Austen and Aliens: Why I Love Young Wizards →
YES. Absolutely. Spot-on.
“I told him… that you poured out honor like a fountain, all around...”
– Shards of Honor, Lois McMaster Bujold
Narbonic: The Perfect Collection by Shaenon... →
This is good stuff.
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Grissom's Song - AE Michels
(If I may be forgiven the sentiment…)
Lay me to sleep
In the sweet summer grass
This my worn kingdom
Of flesh and bone;
Cry me no tears—
All things will pass;
The doorway is narrow,
We all go alone.
Virtues and vanities
All set aside
Well or ill-spent,
My doing now...
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Assault - Edna St. Vincent Millay
I I had forgotten how the frogs must sound After a year of silence, else I think I should not so have ventured forth alone At dusk upon this unfrequented road. II I am waylaid by Beauty. Who will walk Between me and the crying of the frogs? Oh, savage Beauty, suffer me to pass, That am a timid woman, on her way From one house to another!
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