Poem Spam - National Poetry Month, Day 18.

Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam
Translation by Edward FitzGerald


1
Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night
Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight:
And Lo! the Hunter of the East has caught
The Sultan's Turret in a Noose of Light.

2
Dreaming when Dawn's Left Hand was in the Sky
I heard a Voice within the Tavern cry,
"Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup
"Before Life's Liquor in its Cup be dry."

3
( And as the Cock crew... )

Writing meme?

Stolen from Hane, because this looked really cool, actually.

From various.

Pretend for a minute that the only contact you have ever had with me is through my fic. We've never exchanged LJ comments or emails, never hung out in chat or on YM, never talked on the phone or met each other in person, none of that stuff. The only thing you know about me is the kind of fic I write.

What kind of person would you think I am? How would you describe my attitudes and opinions about real-life issues? Or, to use the rephrased question:

Based on the way I write my characters, and the way they speak, think, and behave, what would that say to you about my attitudes and opinions about real-life issues?

I spam out of love and frustration.

Okay. Seriously. Maybe I was just brought up different than some kids but...



DON'T STEAL FAN ART FOR YOUR ICONS I DON'T CARE HOW PRETTY ED AND ROY LOOK THERE AFJKJFAajfalg;a;dk.

I will now go off and snarl at people who poke puppies and kittens or something equally productive.

*win*