{ the voice of a kindly god. }

[delga]

Meme responses to questions asked by belantana!

01. A fight to the death: giraffes or llamas?

I think llamas would win by default. Those are some frisky buggers, whereas giraffes are sort of...serene. The llamas would just go for their knees. I suspect, like myself, giraffes would just try to run away. Like, dude, what are you-- gerroff! GERROFF MEEEEE! And then it's running with a llama impaled on its leg. That is pretty much how I see that going.

Llamas are motherfuckers.

02. One Spooks character you'd've liked to see in the finale? (You can resurrect someone if necessary.)

INTERESTING QUESTION. Three people: Tariq, Jo and Zaf. The sheer injustice of Tariq's death is a bit of a sledgehammer right now, and Zaf was tortured and had his feet cut off. If I could undo that fuckery, it would be done. And I think, had Jo made it, she would have been ephemeral as lady spies go. Those three would be an interesting team, too.

03. If you could travel anywhere in the world tomorrow?

I am assuming the rest of this question is would you, and where would it be? I would! And it would probably be Melbourne (because I already have plans to do NYC in 2012 \o/). There places there I have a yen to see, and people I want to see. So. Melbourne.

04. Funniest LJ-related memory?

I-- ???

Actually, no, okay, this doesn't really count, but back when we both had far too much time on our hands and were on livejournal more often, wliberation and I would just...spiral off into lunacy fuelled by sleeplessness. There are posts somewhere in the archive where there's, like, 100-200 comments of us just going off on one. Good times!

05. I think you post your poem-recs elsewhere to LJ now, so, rec me the latest recworthy poem you've read? If there's a tie - a poem for a rainy Sunday morning.

I have fallen out of the habit of posting here because, yes, I do post daily on tumblr. But, this one is worth posting here today. I queued this one for Thursday (which was Gujarati New Year, hurrah!) because I love Imtiaz Dharker and the mood of her poems so often fits family events. (I'm sure I've posted This Room before, which I think is the bane of GCSE students across the country, but which I adore.)

The Blessing
by Imtiaz Dharker

The skin cracks like a pod.
There never is enough water.

Imagine the drip of it,
the small splash, echo
in a tin mug,
the voice of a kindly god.

Sometimes, the sudden rush
of fortune. The municipal pipe bursts,
silver crashes to the ground
and the flow has found
a roar of tongues. From the huts,
a congregation : every man woman
child for streets around
butts in, with pots,
brass, copper, aluminium,
plastic buckets,
frantic hands,

and naked children
screaming in the liquid sun,
their highlights polished to perfection,
flashing light,
as the blessing sings
over their small bones.

Comments

[wliberation.livejournal.com]

But can't gifarres just sort of knock your head off with just a swing of their necks? Apparently, that's the way they fight at least - by just hitting each other with their necks. (Although, the image of a giraffe running with a llama impaled on its leg, I-- think I just died a little, lol!)

Oh god, our comment spam sessions! Dear lord. Those were truly epic. I think I still have the icons somewhere.

[delgaserasca.livejournal.com]

They COULD, but I think that llamas are pretty low down, and fast buggers. I think it would be teeth in before the giraffe had a chance. Llamas fight dirty.

They had that special quality of hysteria where we were kind of tired but still couldn't sleep, and also trying not to wake anyone else up. AWESOME.

[inflightdata.livejournal.com]

Melbourne! What do you want to see while you're here? It's a lovely city.

I find myself wishing Tariq and Zaf had gotten the opportunity to hang out. Shenanigans would have abounded, I feel. Why did they have to have such awful exits :c

[delgaserasca.livejournal.com]

Pretty much everything. Not even kidding. My uni bff (called Ruth! Ha) was over there last year and her photos made me yearn.

Everything about their deaths is the worst :( WRITE FIX-IT FIC, MIKI.

[belantana.livejournal.com]

Aw, now I feel bad for the first question, because I think the giraffe in your icon is nervous about approaching llamas, and him so cute and defenceless.

I approve of all your answers! In my (now enormous) personal AU Jo and Zaf and Tariq are already a team and totally kicking arse. Also, NYC \o/ Melbourne \o/

The poem is lovely, thank you. I will have to remember to take a visit to your tumblr now and again!

[delgaserasca.livejournal.com]

I know, right? Like...peeeeering around the corner in case there are llamas afoot!

IS THIS A THING YOU ARE WRITING? \o/

Because I am not above shameless self-promotion: a link to the poetry tumblr (http://motherground.kejenga.com/).

[belantana.livejournal.com]

".....ARE THEY GONE?"

(thanks for link!)

[snowpenguin545.livejournal.com]

(because I already have plans to do NYC in 2012 \o/)

Can I be invited?!

[delgaserasca.livejournal.com]

Absolutely, you can! I'll be over for about a week from July 2nd.