Listen to "The Epic of Gilgamesh" in Akkadian
Poem: "Seasons of Sea and Stream"
Joan of Arc vs. William the Conqueror
Poem: Polar Opposites
Winterfaire 2013 is now open on LiveJournal and Dreamwidth, with some different booths in each place. Post a booth with your creative goods/services, or shop for holiday gifts from independent creators. The linkback perk is "No One to Greet the Season" which currently has 27 of 72 verses posted, so it's more than a third done. You can reveal new verses by linking to the Winterfaire, posting a booth, buying something, or sharing a link for a similar holiday bazaar.
The next Poetry Fishbowl will be on Tuesday, Dec. 3 with a theme of "angels and deities." Please drop by my blog to give me prompts or just watch the fun.
Poetry in Microfunding:
"Strange Gratitudes" comes from Polychrome Heroics. Damask goes home for Thanksgiving, the first time they have seen Maisie's family since the kidnapping. There are many new verses; see Mira and Clement dealing with different relatives.
Torn World writing update:
Currently posting: "Squiggles: Excerpts from Nleimen's Journal" (fiction). Approved as canon: "Unicorns on Parade" "Spruce Deer" (poetry). Back to me for edits: "Cutting Cords and Clasping Hands (Parts 1-4)," "Winterheart" (parts 2-3) (fiction), "Stinging Like Nettles" (poetry). Currently in front of the canon board: "Ghost Bat" (nonfiction), "Packet Permissions," "Sweet Nothings," "The Wrong Choice," "Wandering the Heights" "The Slow Hunt" "Summer Wine" "False Papers, True Words" "The Button Box" "Hand-Me-Downs" (poetry). Drafted: "Like Ash Before the Wind," "From Dark to Bright," "The Inappropriate But Useful Disposal of Lettuce" "A Thin Red Trail" (fiction), "Changes in the Wind" (poetry). In revision at home: "Water Dance," "When the Wind's Teeth Sing," "Raining Kittens," "Finding the Holes" (fiction), "The Smallest Invaders" (poetry). Currently writing: "Catch of the Day," "A Cold Clear Night" (fiction).
It has been warmer than usual for the season these last few days, although Thanksgiving was frigid. I saw some mourning doves at the fly-through feeder yesterday.