sovay: (Lord Peter Wimsey: passion)
sovay ([personal profile] sovay) wrote2026-01-22 06:25 pm

My dream house is a negative space of rock

My poem "Northern Comfort" has been accepted by Not One of Us. It was written out of my discovery over the last few years of the slaveholding history of Massachusetts literally under my feet and my more recent anger at the murderously terrified fragility of the current administration. Half my family turns out to be wound into these vanguards of American colonialism and you know what I don't waste my time doing? Pretending I was ever supposed to have been so bullied for it by the other, barely out of living memory immigrated half of my family that the only justified course of action is to demonize them to death. Or even just pretending them out of existence. It exhausts me to try to transpose myself into thought processes so obsessed with guilt and control. At this point I am moving past hundred-year tides and into glaciers.

I cannot promise at this stage to do anything more than admire them, but [personal profile] thisbluespirit made me a pair of personalized bingo cards.

early all in the morning On the highway Pen and ink Silver screen There are worlds out there...
A wilderness of water Haunted sailing is a dance and your partner is the sea Supernatural No harm ever came from reading a book
The road goes ever on and on Phoenix FREE SPACE Fever a tangled mess of wild
Cold blows the winter wind no mortal man his life could save The sea always in my ear Apocalypse Transformations
Candlelight through smoke and fire Encrypted Sundial Jet


I got at least three songs stuck in my head from this card.

... in SPACE Rust Tied up in a ribbon
the woods are lovely dark and deep FREE SPACE Faerie law
Secret agents Parsley sage rosemary and thyme Bog body


I really appreciate the inclusion of the bog body.

Having entirely missed the existence of Winteractive these past three years, I can see that I will have to visit the Kraken Crossing before the end of March. In even more belated fashion, I have managed to go more than thirty years without seeing the 1995 BBC Pride and Prejudice partly because nearly everyone I knew in high school was fainting over it and my reactions to most expressions of romance at that time could be described as allergic and bemused, but this interview with Colin Firth has gone a long way toward convincing me that when my brain has reverted to media capability, it too should go on the list.