| Poem for Sunday |
[Jan. 26th, 2003|12:35 pm] |
This is one of my very favorites. I feel like I may have posted it before, but no great loss if I did. Reading it now suddenly sends me back to Voyager fandom, warp speed through the Delta Quadrant, where Janeway and Chakotay seemed inevitably to be hurtling before "Resolutions"...
The Possible Salvation of Continuous Motion by Pattiann Rogers
If we could be taken alone together in a driverless Sleigh pulled by horses with blinders over the endless Uninhabited acres of snow; if the particles Of our transgression could be left behind us Scattered across the woodlands and frozen lakes Like pieces of light scattered over the flashing snow;
If the initiation and accomplishment of our act In that sleigh could be separated by miles Of forest--the careful parting begun Under the ice-covered cedars, the widening and the entering Accomplished in swirls of frost racing along the hills, The removal and revelation coming beside the seesaw shifting Of grassheads rustling in the snowy ditches; all the elements Of our interaction left in a thousand different places-- Thigh against thigh with the drowsy owlets in the trees Overhead, your face caught for an instant above mine In one eye of the snow hare;
If the horses could go fast enough across the ice So that no one would ever be able to say, "Sin Was committed here," our sin being as diffuse As broken bells sounding in molecules of ringing Clear across the countryside;
And under the blanket beside you in the sleigh If I could watch the night above the flying heads Of the horses, if I could see our love exploded Like stars cast in a black sky over the glassy plains So that nothing, not even the mind of an angel, Could ever reassemble that deed;
Well, I would go with you right now, Dearest, immediately, while the horses Are still biting and strapping in their reins.
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Happy Birthday makamu!
The very clever gabbyhope has created The Porn Connexion, a way for slashers all over the world to find others in their area. Looks like the greater DC area is a very fertile playground -- there is even a Yahoogroup for us!
From one of my lists, more Viggo and Karl in Japan!
Today my excuse for everything I'm not going to get done is that I have to transcribe an interview for TrekWeb, take my older son to a birthday party, then go with my whole family to my oldest friend's annual Superbowl party (around 50 people, half kids, tons of food and lots of catching-up). So it will be a late night. Hope I remember to tape The Dead Zone. |
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