fantasticmuse: Shocking (Eowyn)
[livejournal.com profile] vensre and I are making poems.

A few days ago she chose the theme "the strange appeal of glasses." She went on to pick a challenging form-- Sapphic Ode. Here's what I managed:


"The trick's in glass"

Square frames, curved lens-- one look and I'm gone, each time.
Silk smiles, silk suits, you keep them: they don't suit me
The trick's in glass and one look can break and
make my heart shake-pound

Shed your dress and throw your new shoes away but
leave your glasses right where they are-- so you can
see my knees go weak and my eyes alight just
watching you be you


My thoughts and a link to Venna's lovely poem )

***

In other news, I worked at what's called a "grief camp" today. It's a day camp for kids who have lost a close relative. When I got there, my file for my camper said: "Age, 5. Grade, Kindergarten. B******'s mom died around 8:00 from a blood clot when she was home alone with her. Dad came home around noon and found her and mom. B****** feels she should have known how to call for help, but couldn't. Grandpa died the next day on 12/02."

Seriously. Is there any way to read that without having your heart break?

She was a beautiful girl with bright blue eyes. She didn't talk a whole lot, which was her prerogative, I think. She hung in there the whole day like a trooper, though. Pretty long day for such a little thing. She opened up a bit more in one-on-one and she loved playing outside at the park. She never mentioned her mom at all, except at one point out of the blue when we were coloring.

"Two people in my family died," she said.

"Yeah, I know, sweetie, your mom and grandpa," I said.

Then she nodded and went back to coloring her memory box. A few minutes later she said "I don't know how to spell Michelle."

"Why do you want to spell Michelle?"

"That was my mom."

I wrote it for her on the outside of the box.
fantasticmuse: Shocking (Default)
Very sleepy tonight, I'll catch up on comments and the like tomorrow. :)

Three things:

Sir Ian needs to be my sparkly gay gentleman caller.

I got to put in my two weeks at work. :D

If you would all send positive job-type thoughts at me, I would appreciate it. Something looking good on the horizon, but I don't want to jinx it.



An old favorite )


Meh. LJ crapped the formatting and I can't be bothered to fix it. To see the original, and correct (and awesome) formatting, go here.

In other news, I watched bits of due South today. I have this habit of reading fic before I see the canon-- I've been reading due South fic for years. Today I was bored and had access to youtube and, well...

how come no one told me Paul Gross' voice was so goddamn sexy! FIRED, THE LOT OF YOU.

My world has tilted. O.O
fantasticmuse: Shocking (Drew Barrymore)
What's your biggest flaw?

What's your worst fear?

What do you hate?




Who has the biggest influence on your life?

What do you love so much you think your heart might burst?

If you could say anything with a kiss, what would it be?

Where is the best place ever? (Real, imaginary, I don't care)



Hope is the thing with feathers )


Perhaps I will answer these questions myself, later.
fantasticmuse: Shocking (Lords of the Mark)
A bit late, today, because I'm feeling lazy.

And a poem that I wrote, today, because I'm lazy. :P

I suck at giving titles to things )


I tell you what. There's nothing quite like dealing with your boss' family and their emotional issues, a guest's potentially fatal respiratory attack, a panicked assistant trying to secure lodging for his (very wealthy and important) boss, and two crates of smashed wine glasses.

Oh, my job.

On a related note, I am still hunting for jobs. There's an opening at a library that sounds interesting that I think I'll try next. Sigh.
fantasticmuse: Shocking (Default)
"The Crazy Woman"

I shall not sing a May song.
A May song should be gay.
I'll wait until November
And sing a song of gray.

I'll wait until November
That is the time for me.
I'll go out in the frosty dark
And sing most terribly.

And all the little people
Will stare at me and say,
"That is the Crazy Woman
Who would not sing in May."

--Gwendolyn Brooks



Meme )

Nothing much happened today, except Gran filling The Boy and I with waffles and apple jelly, and I got to design an ad at work, hallelujah. Something I actually enjoy.

Still no word on the new-job front. Will be applying another place tomorrow.
fantasticmuse: Shocking (Catherine Zeta-Jones)
Whew, this week has felt like a marathon. And for now particular reason, too, other than just a bunch of homework. Stupid capstone courses.

Anyhow, I survived today, which means my life gets easier. It seemed most everything was due today. Although the second I stop running in circles is when my body decides it can start up with the coughing, so I'll be keeping a close eye on that.


I'd also just like to note that "I swear to GOD there are thieving gnomes in my room" is possibly the best quote that has ever come out of the brains of my friends. Oh, so special.


***

I am taking this course on poetry which is quite exciting. We've written and performed our own work (for some reason, when it comes to poetry, the idea of this scares the everloving hell out of me. not anything else, just poetry. I'm positively giddy by the time class is over and I've actually gotten through the reading.)

Anyway, we were discussing word meanings and the prof mentioned that he has only seen the word "amidst" used in Minnesota and North Dakota, at least with regularity. So I'm asking you guys, how about it? Have you ever heard/seen the word "amidst" used in your region of the world?

Also, you should give me ideas of poems to memorize and perform. You know you want to.
fantasticmuse: Shocking (News)
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To know that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.


There. That poetry meme that's been everywhere is now here. So if you haven't done it already, post a bit of poetry in your journal.


It's been a pretty good weekend. Have eaten too much.

I really want to find time to write fic again. It's really hard to do with so much school and not having any personal space. Have managed to make some backgrounds, though. Here. I will show you a Cate one. You may have it if you like. But don't hotlink, or you die.

I really like this one. It's big. )

And that's about it for my usefulness today. Although- I kinda want to do some drabbles. Anyone one to challenge me?
fantasticmuse: Shocking (Default)
Lovely little poem I found while helping one of my friends with homework. I felt the need to spam.

I think I've found my new favorite poet. =D

Be kind, have pity, my own, my pretty-- )


Isn't that hilarious?

Hrm.

Sep. 13th, 2003 10:42 pm
fantasticmuse: Shocking (pretty)
Just wrote poetry. Haven't done that in... months, maybe? More likely longer. I even have a lot more bouncing around in my brain. Odd, odd, odd.

Not sure if it's anything postable, it's probably overly pretentious and such. It's just such a weird feeling. I'm not sure why.

Anyway, sorry for the spam. :D

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