sovay: (Lord Peter Wimsey: passion)
sovay ([personal profile] sovay) wrote2012-09-16 06:05 pm

You don't have to go home in a straight line

My poem "Atque in Perpetuum" has been accepted by Not One of Us. It's not based on the dream I had a year ago about Catullus' brother, but it is addressed to him. It's another ghost poem. At a very bad point on Thursday, I almost posted, "I need to learn how to stop being a dybbuk." I'm wondering if this is how I'm doing it.

It is clear fall outside, cloudless. I fell asleep sometime after sunrise, having watched half a dozen episodes of Gravity Falls (2012) with [livejournal.com profile] derspatchel and talked until the light came in with leaf-shadows through the windows. I woke up with a cat on my feet. The last few days have been very good.

L'shanah tovah, all.

[identity profile] rose-lemberg.livejournal.com 2012-09-16 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
My poem "Atque in Perpetuum" has been accepted by Not One of Us.

Congrats!!

"I need to learn how to stop being a dybbuk."
Ikh darf dikh fregn - far vus?

[identity profile] rose-lemberg.livejournal.com 2012-09-17 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
I smell a ghost chapbook in the making.

Ikh vel a blitspost dir shraybn.
Ikh vel vartn!

A zisn yur :) :)

(I should be offline already... ehh. Perhaps destined to become a dybbuk. Oh, btw, that was an endearment in my family for little girls - a dybykl.)

[identity profile] schreibergasse.livejournal.com 2012-09-16 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
U l'chiy! (He says, misspelling it.)

[identity profile] handful-ofdust.livejournal.com 2012-09-16 10:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Whoo hoo on the poem; sorry about the sleepless night. We've had a lot of sleeplessness going on around here, annoyingly. And I swear I'm going to respond to your email about ...Suddenly soon.

[identity profile] three-magpies.livejournal.com 2012-09-16 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Congratulations!

A happy and sweet new year to you also!
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[identity profile] ajodasso.livejournal.com 2012-09-16 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
What is a dybbuk?

(Well, I googled it, but I think your definition will be more interesting.)

[identity profile] cucumberseed.livejournal.com 2012-09-17 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
This popped unbidden into my head when I read your comment, and it is totally unqualified and unasked for, but -

A dybbuk sits between memory and the dead and puts its fingers on the living.
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[identity profile] ajodasso.livejournal.com 2012-09-17 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
As one who dreams/writes about the dead and ghosts very often herself, this makes a lot of sense.

[identity profile] cucumberseed.livejournal.com 2012-09-17 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
Deal.

[identity profile] ap-aelfwine.livejournal.com 2012-09-18 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)
A dybbuk sits between memory and the dead and puts its fingers on the living.

Very well said.

[identity profile] rose-lemberg.livejournal.com 2012-09-17 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
A dybbuk is a restless soul tormented in the afterlife and unable to escape unless it finds a living soul and clings to it (=dybbuk from Heb. lidvok, to cling or stick) in hopes of being redeemed in this world so it can ascend to heaven.

Stories, of course, vary. Queer people often become dybbukim.
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[identity profile] ajodasso.livejournal.com 2012-09-22 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
Link noted; sorry for the lag-time. I'll read it first thing in the morning!
gwynnega: (lordpeter mswyrr)

[personal profile] gwynnega 2012-09-16 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Congratulations on the poetry sale.

And a happy new year to you.
gwynnega: (Barbara Calapine)

[personal profile] gwynnega 2012-09-17 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
I love Catullus.

[identity profile] cucumberseed.livejournal.com 2012-09-17 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
I enjoyed that poem a lot. Congratulations!

Sleeplessness visited the Eburg/Amundsen house last night. It was not welcome.

I am glad the last few days have been good.

[identity profile] asakiyume.livejournal.com 2012-09-17 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
The forest creatures are all very interested in Gravity Falls these days. And how lovely to let the sunrise be your lullaby.

Congrats on the poem, too!

[identity profile] nineweaving.livejournal.com 2012-09-17 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
A sweet and happy new year to you. May it go on as this one ended, in joy.

Nine

[identity profile] mrbelm.livejournal.com 2012-09-17 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
Gravity Falls rules.

And yup, time travel.

[identity profile] kenjari.livejournal.com 2012-09-17 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
Congrats on the poem.
Happy New Year!

[identity profile] teddywolf.livejournal.com 2012-09-17 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
L'shana tovah, and congratulations on the poem being accepted. (Really, I should congratulate you every time, but I'm shy and think I'd get too repetitive. Sorry about that)

[identity profile] ap-aelfwine.livejournal.com 2012-09-17 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
Congratulations! I'm glad that poem is accepted. It's a wonderful one.

I'm wondering if this is how I'm doing it.

If it works, I hope it is.

The last few days have been very good.

I'm glad for this.

L'shanah tovah! I hope this will be a very sweet new year for you.

[identity profile] ashlyme.livejournal.com 2012-09-17 08:53 am (UTC)(link)
Well done. May the New Year be joyful.

[identity profile] strange-selkie.livejournal.com 2012-09-17 01:03 pm (UTC)(link)
I think, for once, you have enough to draw you back from becoming a dybbuk. Not just the various threads that would tug at your limbs; enough of a spark of your own to get you through autumn.

At least, that's my wish. Happy new year. And please do cold-ship me some of that apricot fool.
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[personal profile] selidor 2012-09-18 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
Excellent.

(How many ghosts make a ghost chapbook?)

[identity profile] ladymondegreen.livejournal.com 2012-09-19 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
L'shana tova u'bracha.

Congratulations on another well deserved poem placement!

Appropos of At a very bad point on Thursday, I almost posted, "I need to learn how to stop being a dybbuk." I'm wondering if this is how I'm doing it.

I dreamed on Rosh Ha'shannah that I was being asked to host the annotated TV anthology series of The Dybbuk. I was attempting to decline on the basis on not having the appropriate piano, but they provided me with a baby grand, a blue spotlight and a cave, so I was then in a position to accept. Dream life is weirder than real life, if only by a fractional margin.

It occurs to me now that I ought to have called and asked if you wanted to co-host.