Away is heure wynter wo
Mar. 20th, 2010 12:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Today was the last day of winter. Tomorrow, the first day of spring - that's cause for celebration, I say. I'm going to go out with my camera during the day. I think I'll head down to the river and try to get some photos there, then maybe make my way through the residential areas, with their narrow streets and thick trees. I hope the sun will be shining; photos are always nicer on sunny days. The air, too, feels different. Even so, it'll be a while before things really feel like spring - certainly tomorrow won't feel like the following --
Lenten ys come wiþ loue to toune,
wiþ blosmen ant wiþ briddes roune,
þat al þis blisse bryngeþ.
Dayeseȝes in þis dales,
notes suete of nyhtengales,
vch foul song singeþ.
Or, in translation,
Lent has come with love to town,
with blossoms and with birds round,
that all this bliss bringeth.
Daisies in the dales,
notes sweet of nightingales,
each bird a song singeth.
I've been working on translations of short Middle English poems recently. I probably shouldn't be doing it. On the one hand, translating them does help me understand them a bit better. On the other hand, this isn't what I'm supposed to be doing for my homework! Heavy glossing and commentary and authorial notes, yes, but not translating. ... Oh, well. Since I'm pretty sure I won't be able to use my translations for my final assignment, I might put some up in here later.
And since Ari is doing it, too -- "Ask me something you think you should know about me, something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about, or something you've always been curious about but have never asked, or something completely silly that you'd like me to answer for kicks. No limits on the range of questions, either: ask me anything you want to know about, whether it's a fannish opinion or a question about a fic of mine or trivia about my real life or my thoughts on events in the offline world."
... Because clearly, I want to do anything BUT homework today. And tomorrow, too.
Lenten ys come wiþ loue to toune,
wiþ blosmen ant wiþ briddes roune,
þat al þis blisse bryngeþ.
Dayeseȝes in þis dales,
notes suete of nyhtengales,
vch foul song singeþ.
Or, in translation,
Lent has come with love to town,
with blossoms and with birds round,
that all this bliss bringeth.
Daisies in the dales,
notes sweet of nightingales,
each bird a song singeth.
I've been working on translations of short Middle English poems recently. I probably shouldn't be doing it. On the one hand, translating them does help me understand them a bit better. On the other hand, this isn't what I'm supposed to be doing for my homework! Heavy glossing and commentary and authorial notes, yes, but not translating. ... Oh, well. Since I'm pretty sure I won't be able to use my translations for my final assignment, I might put some up in here later.
And since Ari is doing it, too -- "Ask me something you think you should know about me, something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about, or something you've always been curious about but have never asked, or something completely silly that you'd like me to answer for kicks. No limits on the range of questions, either: ask me anything you want to know about, whether it's a fannish opinion or a question about a fic of mine or trivia about my real life or my thoughts on events in the offline world."
... Because clearly, I want to do anything BUT homework today. And tomorrow, too.
Oh god tl;dr and I dunno if this really answers it
Date: 2010-03-20 08:19 am (UTC)Well, there's one that I've been thinking on recently - one that I do plan to write eventually, actually. I like the thought of Sweden catching Norway in one of those moments when Norway is by himself and acting completely freely, and watching him a while. 'cause to me he seems the kind of person who's almost always restraining himself in some way.... The image I have in particular here is Sweden going to visit Norway, and on his way to the front door passing by the library window, which is open, and hearing singing. Pausing to watch. There Norway is, dusting his bookshelves, singing to himself - in the way that people tend to when they think nobody at all is around to hear it.
Something about glimpsing a part of a person that they rarely show to anyone, even those that they're close to... I just like that thought.
There's also another idea, completely different, that I want to write into a fic at some point. Though I've written stuff where they're "together" during the Union (for a certain definition of together), I actually prefer the thought of them not being romantically involved during that time at all, in spite of feeling something for one another, because the time isn't right for it. So what I want to write is, them breaking - and Norway leaving - and the both of them left with a feeling of emptiness.
But not forever, because some time after that - maybe a year, maybe less or more than that - Norway comes back. Standing on Sweden's doorstep, and it's dusk, a cool night, but the light inside is warm. And this was unexpected, and at first Sweden doesn't understand - but then he realizes, and he lets him in. And this time it's different, because this time they're not linked in that way, this time it's purely personal. This time, the time is right for them.
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Date: 2010-03-20 08:43 am (UTC)I'm just laughing so much, because when I picture Norway panicking, I still see him looking kind of like :| So internally he's all LKkasdjflkFLAIL but outwardly he's just "..." Oh, Norway.
Not the right time = yes. Because even though I like them romantically involved, I have trouble seeing it any other way for that period. So, what I'll write eventually will have that idea. And the FST I've been working on with this pairing recently is centred around that idea too - "I feel something for you, but this situation is all wrong, we can't have anything this way -- but don't forget it". And then the narrative ends with him returning.
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Date: 2010-03-20 08:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-20 08:30 am (UTC)... Unfortunately this technique has only worked before on first-year university students, so I'd be hoping to all the gods that they'd actually listen to me. ._.;; Ohhhh dear. I'm generally not very good at getting anyone to do anything, unless it's a room full of frightened freshmen.
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Date: 2010-03-20 05:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-20 05:50 pm (UTC)That would be you.
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Date: 2010-03-20 05:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-20 05:56 pm (UTC)(I keep imagining a Vaporeon is saying this to me and it's... pretty hilar, not gonna lie.)
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Date: 2010-03-20 05:59 pm (UTC)(that is me every time i tweet, so it's even better)
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Date: 2010-03-20 06:01 pm (UTC)Lies and slander. Complete MISREPRESENTATION.