"The Short-toed Eagle and the Ladder Snake consider each other, unseen
Ripple of summer barley,
his fine high call, over
the hollow bolus of an olive tree.
Tongue-tasting the day, a mother coils
in tight, glue-eyed, ready to shed
her everything. This cool, grey-laddered girl,
these jewels, this bowl of quivering silver pearls."
--James Mcconachie in Bad Lilies
"Hold now, O earth, · what heroes cannot..." (via @rhunedhel.bsky.social )
Sword Nemesis, emend rows.
When you lose the Daily Mail you are a global pariah.
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