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I'd have those that made the quarreling the only ones to fight
My poem "Νυχαυγής" has been accepted by Not One of Us. The title means night-shining; it is an epithet of Melinoe, the daughter of Persephone and Hades (and Zeus) invoked in magic and the Orphic mysteries. Autumn and astronomy got in there, too.
Aside from the part where I had to wait more than an hour at the clinic because they were so slammed, my doctor's appointment this afternoon went well. It gave me information I could not have obtained on my own and it was almost nostalgically strange to pass through the river-adjacent regions of Cambridge where I spent so many afternoons exploring before the bar of this plague fell across everything this year looked like it would be. I came home and autoclaved myself.
L'shanah tovah! What a strange year to be turning. Apples and honey and distance, but as many of us as are here, let us keep on being so. A sweet year, a safe and a healthy one. In the book we write with our lives, a year of justice.
[edit 2020-09-18 19:54] Losing Ruth Bader Ginsburg is not what I had in mind. Her memory for a blessing and a rage.
Aside from the part where I had to wait more than an hour at the clinic because they were so slammed, my doctor's appointment this afternoon went well. It gave me information I could not have obtained on my own and it was almost nostalgically strange to pass through the river-adjacent regions of Cambridge where I spent so many afternoons exploring before the bar of this plague fell across everything this year looked like it would be. I came home and autoclaved myself.
L'shanah tovah! What a strange year to be turning. Apples and honey and distance, but as many of us as are here, let us keep on being so. A sweet year, a safe and a healthy one. In the book we write with our lives, a year of justice.
[edit 2020-09-18 19:54] Losing Ruth Bader Ginsburg is not what I had in mind. Her memory for a blessing and a rage.
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What's especially upsetting is it feels like there's not time to properly mourn for her, as a person, because of the urgency of what her death means politically-- the next 30+ years of the U.S. judicial landscape are on the line. In some ways, I haven't truly processed the news yet; I'm going to the vigil at the Supreme Court tonight and expect it will really sink in then. Her memory for a blessing and a revolution.
(Congrats on the poem!)
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Yes. We were never allowed to mourn for the dead of September 11th, either.
In some ways, I haven't truly processed the news yet; I'm going to the vigil at the Supreme Court tonight and expect it will really sink in then. Her memory for a blessing and a revolution.
I'm glad you have the vigil. That is well said.
(Congrats on the poem!)
(Thank you!)