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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