the Sixth Sun · smoulders out
i acquire coffee · on the Kriegspiel way
after four days off · a fine morning
tire shred · on the shriven tarmac
spot a speck · glint in the gloaming
caught by accruals · of the Sixth Sun
"Just discovered a much-needed Old English word: lēodwynn, “the joy of being among one’s own people.” It’s an ancient feeling which most people on Earth have all their lives: the joy of being surrounded by the people you belong to, because so much of them is in you, and you them.
It would’ve become *leedwin: from leed ‘a people’ + win ‘joy’." --Wylfcen
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