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[incandescens]

I meant to do more writing tonight, but got sidetracked by the black hole known as tvtropes.org. Oh well.

The combination of spring finally having got here, and the clocks having gone forward an hour, are resulting in more actual sunshine. Must go through wardrobe and find lighter-weight tops.

Monthly team meeting today to discuss problem queries turned out to be one of the shortest ever. Score!

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Pretty Words

Poets make pets of pretty, docile words:
I love smooth words, like gold-enamelled fish
Which circle slowly with a silken swish,
And tender ones, like downy-feathered birds:
Words shy and dappled, deep-eyed deer in herds,
Come to my hand, and playful if I wish,
Or purring softly at a silver dish,
Blue Persian kittens fed on cream and curds.

I love bright words, words up and singing early;
Words that are luminous in the dark, and sing;
Warm lazy words, white cattle under trees;
I love words opalescent, cool, and pearly,
Like midsummer moths, and honied words like bees,
Gilded and sticky, with a little sting.

-- Elinor Wylie

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[sophiap.livejournal.com]

the black hole known as tvtropes.org

Oh, yes. I, too, have fallen victim to that particular time sucker.

[incandescens]

And yet I keep on wandering back to it.