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

[sovay]

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 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.

Comments

[cucumberseed.livejournal.com]

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.

[ajodasso.livejournal.com]

As one who dreams/writes about the dead and ghosts very often herself, this makes a lot of sense.

[sovay]

A dybbuk sits between memory and the dead and puts its fingers on the living.

All right, next poem's yours.

[cucumberseed.livejournal.com]

Deal.

[ap-aelfwine.livejournal.com]

A dybbuk sits between memory and the dead and puts its fingers on the living.

Very well said.