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When the calendar brings in the cuckoo
For winter's rains and ruins are over,
And all the season of snows and sins;
The days dividing lover and lover,
The light that loses, the night that wins;
And time remember'd is grief forgotten,
And frosts are slain and flowers begotten,
And in green underwood and cover
Blossom by blossom the spring begins.
—Algernon Charles Swinburne, Atalanta in Calydon (1865)
It's the first day of spring. My poem "If Fallen Angels Dream of Flight," written in 2004 for a dream of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lesser_celery's, has been accepted by Ideomancer. There is still an impressive amount of snow in the front yard.
And all the season of snows and sins;
The days dividing lover and lover,
The light that loses, the night that wins;
And time remember'd is grief forgotten,
And frosts are slain and flowers begotten,
And in green underwood and cover
Blossom by blossom the spring begins.
—Algernon Charles Swinburne, Atalanta in Calydon (1865)
It's the first day of spring. My poem "If Fallen Angels Dream of Flight," written in 2004 for a dream of
lesser_celery's, has been accepted by Ideomancer. There is still an impressive amount of snow in the front yard.
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And, by the way, I recently finished reading Singing Innocence and Experience, and enjoyed it very much. I especially liked how you would set a story in our world but make it distinctly other. Yours are the greatest number of short stories I've enjoyed that are set in our world; usually I prefer my fantasy set in other worlds. (I did love the one other-world story, but loved some of the others just as much.) Your writing has a particular flow to it, one that made your stories and poems a joy to read.
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I think this is one of the most complimentary things anyone has said about my writing.
Thank you!