100indecisions: my chains are broken (pd | Ned says whaaa?)
I just came across this on Blogslot, and wow, it's so totally true. I mean, this was written in 1882, so things aren't entirely that bad now in general or for me in particular, but there's an awful lot of truth in this article.

ETA: Oh yeah, and today's Edna St. Vincent Millay's birthday; [livejournal.com profile] charismitaine and [livejournal.com profile] faeriemaiden already posted rather lovely entries about her. I don't have much to add, but here's one of her poems; it's melancholy and lovely, like much of her poetry (and for what it's worth, "The Rain Is Full of Ghosts Tonight" would make a fantastic title for a fic or something).

the rain is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh upon the glass and listen for reply )

Also, although it doesn't exactly count as commemorative fic since it was only a passing reference and I wrote it a long time ago, I do have a bit of "Dirge Without Music" featured in Someday, my most recent Remus/Tonks fic. And for what it's worth, [livejournal.com profile] honorh's Nine/Rose fic The Life Fantastic has Nine quoting "Dirge Without Music" to himself as he readies the delta wave, which is pretty...fantastic. ;p
100indecisions: my chains are broken (Default)
Yeah, I guess it probably would be good to explain a little more about the last entry, hm? ^-^

For those who don't know--and if I wasn't on your flist about a year ago, you probably won't--Understory is a magazine produced by grad students in the UAA creative writing department, open for submissions from all UAA undergrads. You don't get paid for having your work accepted, but two contests--one for all the writing, one for all the visual art--are run through the magazine. Last year I had a poem and several photographs published, and one of my photos was on the cover, mostly because I was...the only person who submitted any visual art. >_< So I won the visual art award. I'm guessing I'm not the only one this time, or I'd have won that again, I suppose. Still, it's fun, and it's another clip--and I've three poems going in instead of one.

So, yes, the actual poems and photographs. The photographs chosen were A Hundred Indecisions, Between the Motion and the Act, and Last Night Lonely. I'm a little disappointed The Wise and the Lovely didn't make it in, because for some reason I really like it, and a little surprised they chose "Between the Motion and the Act" over For Thine Is the Kingdom, which I think looks better than the other, but whatever. "A Hundred Indecisions" and "Last Night Lonely" are personal favorites too--especially since the former took a lot of time and guesswork in the darkroom, and the latter was basically a fluke--so it's all good.

As for the poems, I've posted them all here--quite a while ago--but I niggled with them again, as usual, before I sent them out, so they're all a tiny bit different in places.

Tale in Red & Gold )

Evening Under Lamplight )

Remnants )

...Oh, and apropos of nothing, but I was up until 1:30 writing a paper for class today. >_< I'm so ready for spring break...
100indecisions: my chains are broken (unreal city)
You know how I complained about boring fic titles, right? So the way I fix that is by stealing them from poetry, mostly Eliot. This would not be so bad if the fics for which I steal these titles 1) had anything at all to do with said poems, at least in obvious subject matter or metaphor or semi-sly reference or something or 2) were actually, you know, Deep and Artistic enough to merit such titles.

Case in point: okay, I really, really want to do some kind of Doctor Who epicfic around various kinds of literature, mostly poetry, mostly "Dirge Without Music" and "East Coker," because there's so much in both of those that fits astonishingly well. Stealing my title would then make a lot of sense, and it would be okay. What I'm actually doing is more like...I'm probably going to give the title "The Twilight Kingdom" to this short little fic I haven't written yet where Rose regains her PotW memories, and the only relationship between the fic and the title is that the fic is sort of, you know, about dreams and stuff. Or I just came across this really awesome Chinese poetry in my lit textbook and I want to pull part of one line to use as the title for this incredibly short and almost meaningless fic about the Doctor's regeneration, even though it has just barely anything to do with the actual fic.

But then, seeing as I'm rubbish at coming up with titles on my own, I suppose it's not such a bad thing...

Anyway, I want to share some of this really awesome Chinese poetry, because I actually managed to find it online, too. Apparently none of these have titles, but they're all by Li Shang-yin from the A.D. 800s. I haven't read much Asian poetry--read some Indian poetry by Rabindranath Tagore back in 9th grade, I think, and really liked some of it...and then of course haven't been able to find those specific poems again. But anyway, what Asian poetry I have read has been absolutely beautiful, and these really stood out to me. They're so...melancholy and peaceful.

One inch of love is an inch of ashes )
100indecisions: my chains are broken (eliot winter)
So, we're reading Much Ado about Nothing while we're in D.C. (as well as Macbeth and A Midsummer Night's Dream, but Much Ado is the only one I'm reading at the moment), and I made a discovery within the first act: in this play, at least, Shakespeare uses "an" instead of "if"! And this set me off onto my own little geekish squee-fest, because Tolkien did that all the time in the Histories, and for some reason I just really, really liked it once I got used to it.

And then I came into the Honors lab this morning and checked the newsletter on the bulletin board, which hasn't been updated, but I got to see last week's Quote of the Week again: T. S. Eliot, "I will show you fear in a handful of dust." OMGELIOTSQUEE.

All done now, but I really just had to spread the geekish delight. (Which reminds me: I have no geekish icon currently uploaded. I really must rectify this situation. I suppose one of my Eliot icons will do for this entry, though.)

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