The Blog of the Dewy-Red

Dearg Druchtach's "joint" (as the young people say)
NOVEMBER 7, 2009 8:34PM

Dearg Druchtach has a talk with her arse

In my time lurking here on Open Salon, I have noticed, not surprisingly, that people often write about sex and things related to sex, such as sex and ageing, sexual memories and histories, and general "body issues".  I will write about my specific struggle with sex at a later time (I… Read full post »

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NOVEMBER 2, 2009 8:48PM

When words support like bone

Time has transfigured them into
Untruth. The stone fidelity
They hardly meant has come to be
Their final blazon, and to prove
Our almost-instinct almost true:
What will survive of us is love.  

-Philip Larkin, from "An Arundel Tomb"
 
 
I read poetry. This is something you might want to kn… Read full post »
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NOVEMBER 2, 2009 7:41PM

Hello.

"Dearg Druchtach", you say.  "WTF?  I can't even pronounce that."

“Unbeloved is the horseman that comes there,” said Lugaid. “It is Conall the Victorious, mounted on the Dewy-Red. The birds thou sawest above him are the sods from that horse’s hooves. The snow-flake… Read full post »

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