sovay: (Lord Peter Wimsey: passion)
sovay ([personal profile] sovay) wrote2006-10-03 11:26 pm

Plus my only natural talent's wasted

I sat down to write up this weekend and the bits and pieces of news that I've been reminding myself to report since last Thursday, but my brain has gone to slurry.* Consequently, I am forced to fall back on other people's brains for my entertainment. Don't let me down here.

So. I saw this done once with icons. If you want to comment on this post, you must do so in quotation. If you want to respond to a comment, you must do so in quotation. Prose, poetry, film, television, song lyrics, academic criticism, all are fair game; the language is likewise left to your discretion, although I cannot promise that you won't be asked to provide translations. Neither will I stipulate that you must be able to identify the quotation to which you are responding, although more power to you if you can. Quote characters who are already speaking in quotation, if you feel like it.** Now watch a total radio silence fall.

"Is anybody there?" said the Traveler . . .

*I blame this partly on the fact that I'm reading what must be the perkiest whaler's journal ever. A sample entry: December 10. Saturday. Set in, bright & beautiful! 9 AM raised "Right Whales!!!!!" Lowered! The Larboard Boat went on & struck a fine one! He tried hard to get away but the lance "hurt his feelings" and in consequence, he was a dead whale at 22 AM!! 3 PM Cut in. 7 PM Boiling! You think I'm making those exclamation points up.

**And if you are Pamela Dean, you should properly be started with a handicap . . .

Re: completing the passage

[identity profile] clarionj.livejournal.com 2006-10-04 04:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Why, what could she have done being what she is?
Was there another Troy for her to burn?
larryhammer: floral print origami penguin, facing left (Default)

[personal profile] larryhammer 2006-10-04 05:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Not faint Canaries, but ambrosial,
Her swelling lips, to which when we are come,
We anchor there, and think ourselves at home,
For they seem all; there Sirens' songs and there
Wise Delphic oracles do fill the ear.
zdenka: Miriam with a tambourine, text "I will sing." (Greek Radish)

Re: completing the passage

[personal profile] zdenka 2006-10-04 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Was this the face that launched a thousand ships
and burned the topless towers of Ilium?
zdenka: Miriam with a tambourine, text "I will sing." (Default)

[personal profile] zdenka 2006-10-05 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
Dimly I could descry
the stern black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes,
waiting to see me die.
The high masts flicker'd as they lay afloat;
the crowds, the temples, waver'd, and the shore;
the bright death quivered at the victim's throat--
touch'd-- and I knew no more.