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Especially for Tavi

Sorry, people, for not being around much the last few days, but things keep ratcheting up at the office, and then there's been a crisis at Matignon, which you can read about by following this link:

http://www.livejournal.com/community/worldaffairs/47283.html

Anyway, I just needed to post a few literary bits and pieces having to do with the themes of grief and death, which the worldaffairs post brought to mind, and which might prove useful.  I know this may be cryptic and meaningless to most of the people on my flist, but it won't really go as a comment.  I'm doing it as an open post on the offchance that other people might be curious enough to follow the link and see what this is all about, but after this I'll probably set up a filter for WA-related posts; let me know if you'd like to be included. jenni_snake and kleio_caissa, you're in automatically, of course.

So, Tavi, given his mood, maybe in addition to writing poetry that night Dominique was doing a little reading as well.  For example:

 

Grief

 

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

 

I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless;

      That only men incredulous of despair,

Half-taught in anguish, through the midnight air

Beat upward to God’s throne in loud access

Of shrieking and reproach.  Full desertness

In souls as countries lieth silent-bare

Under the blanching, vertical eye-glare

Of the absolute Heavens.  Deep-hearted man, express

Grief for thy Dead in silence like to Death­­ -----

Most like a monumental statue set

In everlasting watch and moveless woe

Till itself crumble to the dust beneath.

Touch it; the marble eyelids are not wet:

If it could weep, it could arise and go.

 

 

 

From:     Ode to a Nightingale

 

John Keats

 

Darkling I listen; and for many a time

I have been half in love with easeful Death,

Call’d him soft names in many a musèd rhyme,

To take into the air my quiet breath;

Now more than ever seems it rich to die,

To cease upon the midnight with no pain,

While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad

In such an ecstasy!

Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain ----

To thy high requiem become a sod.

           

 

Or maybe he was finishing up Buddenbrooks and came across the following passages:

 

        What was Death?  The answer came, not in poor, large-sounding words:  he felt it within him, he possessed it.  Death was a joy, so great, so deep that it could be dreamed of only in moments of revelation like the present.  It was the return from an unspeakably painful wandering, the correction of a grave mistake, the loosening of chains, the opening of doors – it put right again a lamentable mischance.

 

 

        Cases of typhoid take the following course:

        When the fever is at its height, life calls to the patient:  calls out to him as he wanders in his distant dream, and summons him in no uncertain voice.  The harsh, imperious call reaches the spirit on that remote path that leads into the shadows, the coolness and peace.  He hears the call of life, the clear, fresh, mocking summons to return to that distant scene which he had already left so far behind him, and already forgotten.  And there may well up in him something like a feeling of shame for a neglected duty; a sense of renewed energy, courage, and hope; he may recognize a bond existing still between him and that stirring, colourful, callous existence which he thought he had left so far behind him.  Then, however far he may have wandered on his distant path he will turn back – and live.  But if he shudders when he hears life’s voice, if the memory of that vanished scene and the sound of that lusty summons make him shake his head, make him put out his hand to ward off as he flies forward in the way of escape that has opened to him – then it is clear that the patient will die.

 

 

What do you think?

 

Comments

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rosesfade
Nov. 2nd, 2005 05:24 pm (UTC)
I for one would like to be on the filter. RPGs are of the yay.
aswanargent
Nov. 2nd, 2005 06:33 pm (UTC)
Sure, I'll include you.

If you go out and look at the way we've been doing comments, you can probably see the system. A Dominique or Vlad post is done in regular type, and I comment to those posts in the same way. If the comment is being posted by dominiquelechic or vlad_impaler, but it's the player who is talking, she'll either say "ooc", or else just post in italics. My replies to those "player" comments are also in italics, plus I use a different icon. Now with this latest post of Dominique's, there's starting to be more analysis, or things that don't really fit as a comment (like the stuff I posted today). Those are the kind of things that I'll probably use a filter for, because it's pretty much just the players who will be interested in talking it over. There's nothing secret about it, but I just figured that since there's no one else participating, no one besides Jen, Tavi, and I would want to be bothered with it. But if it might get you interested enough to come join us, certainly you can watch.
vlad_impaler
Nov. 3rd, 2005 07:04 am (UTC)
How complex... *takes notes*
aswanargent
Nov. 3rd, 2005 09:13 am (UTC)
Hee! Well, so far we seem to be able to tell who's talking to whom.

:-D
vlad_impaler
Nov. 3rd, 2005 09:22 am (UTC)
See, then we get into the problem of me trying to remember who I posted as because my e-mail doesn't tell me... This one is recent, so I remembered! Hope I'm not scaring anyone away... ;-)
aswanargent
Nov. 3rd, 2005 03:58 pm (UTC)
Scaring people away? No, don't worry. I'd guess that the three people on my flist who already commented here are probably the only ones who read the post. I linked to it in a comment to Tavi, because I wasn't sure whether or not aswanargent is on Dominique's LJ and I was afraid she'd miss it otherwise; I knew Vlad would get the message through his translator. ;-)
aswanargent
Nov. 3rd, 2005 08:28 am (UTC)
Oh, btw, I forgot to mention that I got your postcard. Thanks!

Have you managed to find peanut butter in the local food shops, or would you like a CARE package sent? :-)
crazybutsound
Nov. 3rd, 2005 01:43 am (UTC)
That was....

Yeah, ok, we've had this debate and I'm not going to start it again. I believe there's no point. I would just like to be kept off the WA filter, please.
aswanargent
Nov. 3rd, 2005 08:26 am (UTC)
No problem! Actually, this is going to be one of those deals where you have to be proactive and ask to be included.

Hope you're feeling better!
alinewrites
Nov. 3rd, 2005 09:25 am (UTC)
I followed the link and found all this *very* disturbing.
Please, keep me off the filter.
aswanargent
Nov. 3rd, 2005 09:33 am (UTC)
*hugs*

Of course I will. Like I told Jem, everyone on my friends list will be kept off the filter unless they specifically ask to be included (like rosesfade did. To be honest, I didn't think anyone would want to be included (except maybe Mouse, since she's following worldaffairs a little).

Hope you had a wonderful time in the country. Were you back at work today?
jenni_snake
Nov. 6th, 2005 11:14 am (UTC)
Just read this...
And actually wanted to post a little *yay dueSouth volume one how I miss it I left it back in Canada sigh*

But, oh dear! We're disturbing. :-( It might be wrong that I feel a little flattered about that. Okay, I will stop, but the piece of advice I wanted to give, which I'm sure has already been given, if not, then anyway: never try to get people interested in something they're not. C'est la vie!
aswanargent
Nov. 7th, 2005 02:05 pm (UTC)
Re: Just read this...
Just read what? Is there something missing?

And yeah, your advice is sound. Believe me, I've learned a lesson; that being: Sometimes it's best just to be selfish and keep your "oooh! shiny" pleasures to yourself. :-)
vlad_impaler
Nov. 8th, 2005 09:11 am (UTC)
Oooo, shiny...
Sorry, I meant just read some comments from some people at the post you did a few days ago on WA. Anyway, not important - what is important is the icon! Yay, Dief! Thanks. :-D
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