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The river, where she sleeps
And probably because I spent yesterday at a parade, I fell over before one in the morning and slept for something like nine hours. I remember dreaming, about classes I never took. (Even in my dreams there were improbable connections between people I didn't think knew one another.) Waiting in my e-mail when I woke up was a contributor's copy of The Cascadia Subduction Zone, containing my poem "Ortygia to Trimountaine." It is about Boston landmarks and the nymph Arethousa; it was sparked by a late-night exchange with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
asakiyume and I hold derspatchel accountable as presiding muse. They're a new market for me. Print and electronic editions can be ordered here; all issues become freely available online six months after publication, meaning that you can now (if you didn't when I yelled about them in April) read Amal El-Mohtar's astonishing review of A Mayse-Bikhl and Rachel Swirsky's of The Moment of Change. It's a beautifully put together magazine. There may be more content here later, but right now you just get an eighteenth-century lion.
asakiyume and I hold derspatchel accountable as presiding muse. They're a new market for me. Print and electronic editions can be ordered here; all issues become freely available online six months after publication, meaning that you can now (if you didn't when I yelled about them in April) read Amal El-Mohtar's astonishing review of A Mayse-Bikhl and Rachel Swirsky's of The Moment of Change. It's a beautifully put together magazine. There may be more content here later, but right now you just get an eighteenth-century lion.
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(glad this poem is out in the world!)
... I still need to come back and comment on the last entry. I dreamed about it, even.
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It does! What a disconcerting thought.
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Thank you!
(Lion courtesy of
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No, why?
(glad this poem is out in the world!)
(Thank you! I am as well.)
... I still need to come back and comment on the last entry. I dreamed about it, even.
Dude. I do not think that has happened often. Thank you.
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A number of things you've discovered, or had brought to your attention, came from tumblr--but maybe by way of
If you had one, I would follow it. (Sadly, someone else has the blog name "sovay" on tumblr--I checked.) Perhaps I will go see if
Thank you
You're welcome!
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E-mail and IM. Old-fashioned. I am very unlikely to acquire another social media platform so long as Livejournal survives.
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Fabulous reviews--in praise of fabulous books.
Nine
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Thank you. (Tell
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I'm always vaguely glad to know that other people also get the thing in dreams where people who've no reason for knowing each other in real life turn out to know each other. I've several times in my sleeping had love interests separated by miles and years getting on my case about each other, and once in a great while agreeing to share.
That lion is rather pathetically awesome. The only pre-mid-to-late 19th century taxidermy I've seen before this was Gustav II Adolph's warhorse in the Swedish royal armoury museum, which didn't look so bad, but of course the taxidermist knew what a horse was meant to look like.
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Thank you! My quest continues.
I'm always vaguely glad to know that other people also get the thing in dreams where people who've no reason for knowing each other in real life turn out to know each other.
Oh, yeah. It's been a staple feature of my waking life since January anyway.
That lion is rather pathetically awesome.
That is the proper combination of adjectives. It would work in reverse, too.
The only pre-mid-to-late 19th century taxidermy I've seen before this was Gustav II Adolph's warhorse in the Swedish royal armoury museum, which didn't look so bad, but of course the taxidermist knew what a horse was meant to look like.
I'm sure I'll be sorry, but I'm going to ask anyway: link?
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Most welcome! As always, I wish you luck.
Oh, yeah. It's been a staple feature of my waking life since January anyway.
It's cool that you have this in waking life as well. I often have mutual friends with people, but it's mostly because everybody in Irish music is within less than six degrees to each other.
That is the proper combination of adjectives. It would work in reverse, too.
Thank you. That's a good point.
I'm sure I'll be sorry, but I'm going to ask anyway: link?
Had to do a bit of searching, but I found the webpage for the Livrustkammaren (Swedish Royal Armoury. Good thing I can kind of sort of read Swedish; it wasn't quite as obvious as I'd expected it to be, given they use a picture of him as their logo. He was the horse Gustav II Adolph (Gustavus Adolphus) was riding when he died at Lützen during the Thirty Years' War.
Streiff's catalogue entry.
Streiff: full body
Streiff: head
Apparently this was before the introduction of the glass eye to Sweden. According to this, Streiff died on the way back from the Germanies to Sweden. I would assume this was of natural causes.