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Daily Lit Deviations for August2nd, 2011
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Poetry
Featured by apple-dark
Loss of MemoryI forgot.
It is a tragedy that I failed to remember
just how fond I am of the naked,
waiting space on a man's neck
where his clavicle meets his throat.
It is just perfect for my mouth.
I can run my imagination, and my tongue,
along the inflexible structure under the skin
and then
delicately sink the flexible tip
into the shadowy curve behind it.
The slight tang and salty flavor
of his warm, now wet skin under my mouth-
I forgot how good it tastes, how superb it smells-
as I pursue the rest of his body with the restless
press of mine.
Loss of Memory by dragon-fly-to-me
I like the simplicity of an expression of sheer
physicality. Sometimes a poem is best when expressing
a basic idea; this one paints a lovely and comforting
picture, all warm tones and welcoming light in my head.
Featured by angelStained
RemainOur inertia
incited our bodies
forward
chest-before-knees
unhinged to
refine.
We correct ourselves until
left of center
right of center.
At length we evolve
reckless ballerinas
balanced on point
arms raised
necks
arched.
You shove but I remain.
Remain by NiennaSwift
This is such a quietly eloquent poem,
with much gentleness and thought.
Suggested by: a-dehn
Featured by: damina
"Such Things" by pinxi-tinxi
The images used behind this found
visual poem create a kaleidoscope of depth
and history and lends to the message.
Prose
Suggested by: angelStained
Featured by: SilverInkblot
The MirrorThere was once a man who lived in nineteenth century London. There were many such men, but there wasn't a man quite like this one. Oh, he seemed ordinary enough, aside from a few quirks here and there. He was tall, with feet not quite in proportion to his height. They were small actually, petite one might say. His face was angular and harsh, and his mouth was meanly set, though his eyes portrayed curiosity and wonder, as well as hard determination. He had a fashionably sized moustache beneath his pinched nose, always finely combed. He had perfect posture, and one would think he'd never heard of the word "slouch" at all. He had fine dirty blonde hair, more common among the Englishmen than those further north. Beneath the eyeglass he constantly wore were tiny, beady blue eyes that would stare out at you most unsettlingly.
He was a lord. One of the finer men in England. He was close friends with some of the highest ranking people in England, and spoke with them from time to time most inti
The Mirror by ValkyrieNix
From the suggester: "It expresses an extremely
relatable, almost common subject in a way that twists
dramatically and haunts the reader."
Featured by: Kitri-du-Lac
Queen Bee1st May 2011
She's fat.
You don't know her name, but you imagine she's called something as round in name as she is in hide. Barbra, perhaps, or Sheryl. She's not clumsy. She does not heave her extra weight around as though it's pressing her to the ground. She has the kind of elegance you link to rich middle-aged ladies conducting armies from their front room recliner, cocktail held high in one, poised hand. This is the kind of woman you do not want to cross. The kind that you want approval from, whether you like them or not.
She doesn't pay a fare, waving a longer term ticket wrapped in plastic and cardboard to the driver, who nods without looking at it - he knows her face. She doesn't know his. She turns to survey the bus, sharp brown gaze in contrast to soft, pale, round cheeks. Her make up is immaculate, her hair skilfully mussed and sprayed thickly to keep it so. She's younger than you'd originally thought, but it doesn't stop you from sitting up straighter when her gaze swe
"Queen Bee" by Stranger-A-Day
An elegant piece, this offers observations on
human life. The first person narrator is well
constructed, insightful and convinces the reader to
believe. Scratch the surface of the smooth writing,
and the unreliable nature of the narrator's viewpoint
appears. Clever and sophisticated writing.
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Okay, here goes...
Many comments have been made, many people have hauled off and jumped and are now wondering what is really going on, many tears have been cried (at least by me cuz y'all--y'all are mean. Enough said about that, it doesn't matter. I wish everyone all of the best and more.
I would like to take a few minutes to say two things:
1) Many have come through DLD and been better in this literature community for it. Dedication and hard work helped forward their already progressing talent. Not me, not Will, not Lili or any other running administrator--just dedication and hard work. We have present and former hats, badges and most of all the owners of co
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Final Words
It is with a hesitant mind and a bloated heart that I write this. DailyLitDeviations (https://www.deviantart.com/dailylitdeviations) was something that was formed out of frustration and anger. I suppose I am not surprised to see it go out that way. A young man named Brandon and I were complaining in a private chat room about how little literature was featured on dA and that we were tired of it. We both wrote several emails to the staff only to be ignored like so many quality artists out there. Eventually we knew that we had to do something or explode from frustration. And so DLD was born. I stayed up for 5 or 7 days straight. My wife hated me and my phone bill went throug
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It seems that all of you in need of seeing this tradition go on can be satisfied. I would direct you to the account of TheseKrimzonFlames (https://www.deviantart.com/thesekrimzonflames) where you will find links to a new account where his version of DLD will go on in a new and different form.
I am awaiting a journal entry from VertigoArt (https://www.deviantart.com/vertigoart) to post here with his thoughts on our closing of this particular project. It will be posted soonest.
Few know of my own love and time put into this project because few worked night and day alongside me to take care of everything possible from general administration duties to contests, to answering 100s of messages a day and soliciting everywhere p
Everyone, please hold on...
Please be advised that we are in the process of deciding what and how to do with this account by way of moving on--by "we" I mean myself, VertigoArt (https://www.deviantart.com/vertigoart), and various seniors/members that are interested in sticking with something DLD or DLD-like. Everyone's responses are being taken into consideration--even the personal attacks made on me are valued opinions. This account owns a number of points and I am considering doling them out to a group of people who would like to start-up a new group in the same vein. A group of people who are concerned with the work of the literature community and not the kudos that go with serving the community. I ha
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