Daily Lit Deviations for March^30th, 2011

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Poetry

_{Featured by spoems}
Daze TrainBramble-ragged robins
dreamfold into
foliage,
hedges
leave
traces
of green
in grey eyes;
so easy envisaging
feather-decked
hat-brims and
satchels of
leather
(the old
floral hill
trains of
thought) –
so easy from plate-glass
as acres unchanged,
blink, projector-slide
by.
Train-ragged,
alighting;
ribbon so
carefully tied
left unseen in the
crowd;
cloud-houred
souls, those
ephemerally
longed for,
abandoned –
uncertainly
faded line
crossed –
now scuffed-at
yellow,
now gone.
Where once were
quaint fences
and tear-bedewed
faces,
these mazes
concreted
and turnstiles
by cracked tiles;
some solid-steel greeting,
some flaw in the
plan –
I must be
present
now.
Daze Train by melodythelittlepony

<sub>The reader will be hypnotized by the quick-shutter
cadence and dizzied (pleasantly) by the myriad of images,
only experienced by train.

Featured by apple-dark</sub>
a thing with feathersMy semi-permanent lover,
soldier-to-be,
laying on a deflatable bed
that has,
like the cool, clean scent of you lingering on my skin,
only six days left to live,
explaining things your dog will never understand,
like where you're going,
and why you won't be home after work anymore,
and how he'll have to sleep on the cold hardwood floor
and not tangle his bony legs with ours during the night.
When you hold his graying brindle face in your palms
and tell him you may never see him again,
I, sitting out of sight behind you, fight tears.
But he only stares, trusting, doggish, back at you,
unable to conceive of a day when your suntanned, callous-roughened hands
are not there to give him a belly-rub,
or grab his muzzle and rough-house with him, the two of you like puppies
growling and wiggling across our bed.
Later, when I am curled up small beside you,
my head resting on the too-thin, too-mortal layers
encasing the beating, churning organs that allow your lips to kiss
and your arms to hold,
l
a thing with feathers by oracle-of-nonsense

<sub>Emily Dickinson once said, "Hope is the thing with feathers /
That perches in the soul."  oracle-of-nonsense displays that
understanding here very well, at one point using the touching
example of her dog's limited grasp of the situation to reflect her
sorrow at her lover's impending departure.

Suggested by OritPetra
Featured by the-photographicpoet</sub>
:thumb193076660:
On The Magnitude by bringyourownbomb

_{OritPetra said the following: Normally I can wax
on about what I love about a piece, but after reading this
I'm just barely capable of two things: picking my jaw up
off the floor, and murmuring "ridiculously brilliant."}

Prose

_{Featured by: SadisticIceCream}

"Everyone's Got a Gun" by Gricken

<sub>Gricken creates a dystopian world where
violence is king, and where one man and one woman
reunite to reminisce about old times.

Suggested by: TarienCole
Featured by: Kitri-du-Lac</sub>
:thumb196796496:
"Crystal Lucidity" by Kira73

_{The suggester describes this piece as 'a heart-rending
tale of grief, remorse, and the triumph of love even in the
midst of tragedy.' It mixes different tones to give it a
unique edge, that becomes beautiful and emotional.}

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