Unnumbered women dead go crying through our singing

[sovay]

It took me a couple of weeks to find out on account of differing social media, but reblogging my ghost poem for Lucan seems to have become a yahrzeit tradition in certain quarters of Tumblr and I find that wonderful and unexpected in itself, but discovering that a phrase of mine has become somebody's touchstone is almost inexpressible. I hope his ghost did get into the acknowledgements of their dissertation. Their dissertation sounds like something I really want to read.

Comments

[kathmandu]

Congratulations!

[sovay]

Congratulations!

Thank you!

[sholio]

That's such a lovely thing to learn! I'm happy for you. ♥

[sovay]

That's such a lovely thing to learn! I'm happy for you.

Thank you! I did not expect it at all.

[cmcmck]

It's nice when someone enjoys one's turn of phrase enough to use it.

I came up with 'English is ethnic too' in reference to folk music and traditions and it escaped even fetching up in someone's doctoral thesis in German duly credited! :o)

[sovay]

I came up with 'English is ethnic too' in reference to folk music and traditions and it escaped even fetching up in someone's doctoral thesis in German duly credited!

Excellent!

[thisbluespirit]

Aw, that's really cool!

[sovay]

Aw, that's really cool!

It makes me really happy and I did not look for it!

[gwynnega]

That is so cool!

[sovay]

That is so cool!

It made my night!

[asakiyume]

How fabulous is this? How wonderful that you have provided the token for others' remembrances--that lines from your poem are tags! I think this goes up with naming a Kuiper belt object as a memorable accomplishment.

[sovay]

--that lines from your poem are tags! I think this goes up with naming a Kuiper belt object as a memorable accomplishment.

Thank you! It feels like that. Other writers provided me with words to reach for.

[selkie]

*fingersteeples*
Oh gosh, this is curious. This sort of being indelible in at least a small corner of the literary world, it just never happens. We shall all spend the next ten years practicing our surprised faces for when that Norton American Poetry comes out.

[sovay]

Oh gosh, this is curious. This sort of being indelible in at least a small corner of the literary world, it just never happens.

It makes me feel unironically like Le Guin. I'm processing the experience.

We shall all spend the next ten years practicing our surprised faces for when that Norton American Poetry comes out.

Look, if that happens, my surprised face won't need any practice!

*hugs*