Dispatches from the other side of sleep

[kaberett]

You cannot argue with rocks
or at least you cannot win an argument with rocks,
for they are slow and stolid and steeped in sunlight
(enough sunlight even for me)
but if I believed that this would keep you from trying
if I believed you less joyously stubborn, less bent upon
discovery and disentanglement, then I would needs must
love you less, and so
I delight in your delight, and in the act
of observing as you determined dreaming strive.

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[kaberett]

(I wanted somewhen else to tell you
how I am, to tally up my days
for after all what's Nature but
the very best accountant?
Yet this, I now suspect, is
a rather better statement
of how and who than anything less nuanced.)

[fyreharper]

:)

[kaberett]

okay so given that I just got woken up and was partway through brushing my teeth when I suddenly went "... oh gods I wrote 2am poetry while off my face on codeine then put it on the Internet fuck I think I fell asleep several times while writing it I am not certain if I can dare look", so... I'm surprised it's coherent as it is, honestly >>;

SO GLAD YOU LIKE.

[quirkytizzy]

Sometimes that sort of poetry turns out the best. The words flow with having to stress or fret over every exact one. Plus your continual return to the image of a rock is powerful. Set in stone, strong. Like, literally and metaphorically.

[kaberett]

:-)

Rocks -- "you can't argue with rocks" is a thing from undergraduate lectures (as is "Mother Nature is an accountant.")

But... yeah, my mum grew up in Cornwall and I feel Very At Home there; my family more generally is from the Alps; but I grew up in the Fens, in what is essentially reclaimed marshland, and I miss it when I don't have proper rock nearby. I don't really know how or why this is how my brain's ended up working, and I'm not sure it makes much sense, but it does -- I just... really like rocks, as is obvious, and... they are such good (WAIT FOR IT) bedrock (OH YEAAAAAAAAHHH) for all the things I want to make that... yes. yes. rocks: they are good.

[calissa]

This was so lovely! I adore the alliteration.

[kaberett]

Thank you <333

(really really REALLY need to get over myself and submit some more places, gulp)

[calissa]

Yes! You write such lovely poetry that I'm sure your work will be snapped up in an instant :)