Blood calls to blood as the hours draw down

[sovay]

Readercon! My schedule is unchanged except that "Absent Friends" has been moved to Sunday morning. This had better be a con I get some sleep at.

Otto von Habsburg has also died. I said to schreibergasse, "I think the twentieth century is officially over now."

Yesterday we grilled all the things and ate most of them; there was also hand-cranked strawberry ice cream, my family's tradition. What is faintly amazing is that there's still some in the freezer, although in rapidly diminishing quantities.

I just remembered I was supposed to translate five poems by Verlaine.

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[sovay]

Verlaine, or his compatriot Rambo?

"Arthur Rimbaud, 1854 to 1891. French Symbolist poet. Not the tortured veteran played by . . . the actor whose name escapes me."

[strange-selkie.livejournal.com]

"Come come, sir. Let us not be defeated. Let seize the day, and take it roughly from behind. As the Colonel used to say, in his unfortunate manner.”