*weeps*

[ivyblossom]

I'm having a cry over the most recent poem in our poem fest. (You can see it here. Weep with me.)

When I first read it I thought it was very cynical, and I feel like Draco is making fun of Harry. Well, Draco is making fun of Harry. Grrr. But it's also very tender, I think. It took me a bit to see that.

So now I'm having a cry over this part:

There's other options. Know that I can always write
this over, in any dialect you'd prefer -- reworking rhyme
and rhythm until it comes closer to the desire... you desire.
No skin off my nose. Pick me apart in prose,
with your unravelling spools of emotivist ideology:
phrase word topic expression name idea belief
-- and all the while I'm telling you I'm right here;
I'm right here and it still smells like flowers to me.

*weeps again*

luciusmalfoy! Get your arse online so I can whine at you about it.

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

Yeah. I read it over quite a few times. I give up, I'm never writing poetry again. But I want to see more of this lovely sequence...it makes my stomach go all fluttery and sad.
--Ashura

speechless, I tell you

[(Anonymous)]

Dialogia rocks. It makes me feel like I've got wings, for some reasons.
Lib and You together are enough to make me thank the day I stepped in this fandom, I swear.

Heaps of compliments wouldn't begin to cover it...
*love*

I *HEART* dialogia.

-anatsuno

mops up keyboard

[ketaki.livejournal.com]

Can't seem to stop crying!
Oh my...wowwowow!
can't say more, its just so...beautiful. Damn, that's not even a good enough word for it!
Love
Ketaki