in this waiting room we sit between two selves
Kristin, I love this line.
This is probably not the place for it, but the whole discussion on autobiographical fateful encounters and the recognizing them as such at the time made me think of it. So I went back and looked. Obviously, it's not a drabble, however in order for it to not be completely off-topic, I edited to get the word count to under 100, even though only 17 of these are my own (and the number is not on purpose, even though it's me). It started as completely innocent banter, and I think I was the last person to realize when it changed to something else, even though my life was the one affected by it.
- I thought of you today. I went to Canter's for lunch and it was all very kosher.
- Was it tasty there? I need to know for whenever it is I'll get to visit LA
- How hard is travel to the U.S. from Israel?
- Oh! Pick me! I know the answer! A very long flight, customs, a ticket (2 grand, prolly), and then we'd all take turns feeding our Nilly and putting her up for the night. Kristen suggested we take up a collection. I'm in.
- If Buffistas raise half, I'll pony up the other half to get her here.
Nilly, that is a prime example. I even called it "that fateful night" when I discovered those posts a month or so ago and linked them in F2F.
Wuh oh. It's a bad sign when Nilly's awake and I haven't yet gone to sleep.
ita, I love that drabble. This line:
It came upon her with no warning, if you didn't count the utter Sundayness of the day before.
is especially cool.
Nilly, I am going to write about that conversation, too, though from a different perspective! It changed my life profoundly, too!
Nilly, thessaly composes found poems from googling a word or phrase. The way in which you composed your fateful encounter drabble puts me in mind of that. Beautiful.
Kristin, that's really something else. I'm too full of gronk to go on, except to say the same line that struck Nilly also struck me.
erika, your drabble made me cry, and not in the 'poor thing' way, either. I'm not sure why, actually. I think maybe it's because I lost two childhood friends (brothers) to hemophilia. Well, actually, I lost them to AIDS related illness, but...well...anyhow, crying now. Also? Need more coffee. Also? Don't want to take Christopher to Story Time at the library today, but I really should.
I wish we could've gotten together more...fought crime.
"He's a litigator with a clotting disorder. She's a brain-damaged journalism student with delusions of grandeur. But together they fight corporate crime."
You know, for those people that don't think Batman & Robin are fucked-up enough.
Thanks. Right back atcha.
Rassenfrassen outdated antiquated dictionary! Mine, I mean.
Actually, though, upon rereading, I think I may use your spelling anyway; it sets up a nice parallel with the next line (coincidentally/accidentally).
What was that rule about "as soon as you see it in print, you'll want to change something right away"? Argh.
I think I may use your spelling anyway; it sets up a nice parallel with the next line (coincidentally/accidentally).
I thought you had chosen the first spelling to purposely make the speaker/narrator sound less sophisticated. It certainly did to my ear.
I'm torn on the stanza thing. I think the split where you had it makes sense, and kind of divides the poem into two worlds, gives an explicit separation, but it works as one stanza as well.
Did I mention I thought it was powerful and good?
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Actually, though, upon rereading, I think I may use your spelling anyway; it sets up a nice parallel with the next line (coincidentally/accidentally).
That's what I would have suggested, for that reason, had I chosen to point it out.
