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All the poets I’ve ever read
say lovers, old or new, must meet
in fields of green grass or new-mown hay
places blowing with wildflowers
and warm with sunshine

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But you don’t find places like that everywhere and when
You can’t meet your lover in a field of poppies and daisies
when you’re in Michigan in the winter
Two may plight their troth ‘neath an arch of roses
but never in December northlands

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Still, the heart recks not the time nor place
for a lover’s reunion
The skies may be grey as a ghost’s eyes,
the wind howling from the heights,
flurries blowing in the breeze
instead of peony blossoms —
but when he calls,
wherever he is,
whenever he is,
you will come

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You need not even touch him;
just see him
and naught else matters to you
The freezing blast becomes
balmy breezes of May
The seabirds’ croaks transmuted
to the song of bluebirds
And a world of snow and brown grasses
refashions itself in your heart’s eye
to the greenest of gardens
all for the sake of one person

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You rush to meet him —
or he comes to you
for it doesn’t really matter —
and you wouldn’t trade where you are
for the warmest resort
in Spain or Italy
All you want is the touch of his hand
the caress of his arms
the brush of his warm lips against yours —
and the promise of later
when even this shall pale
before bright moments in the dark
and the quiet
and the solitude of two

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What do time or place mean
to the union of hearts?
To those in love and separated
a second apart is an eternity
and Eden a barren desert
To those rejoined
a day is too little
and the emptiest desert a paradise

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When you find the one who’s the Other You
cling to the time together
glory in the places you can share your lives
and glorify God in gratitude
for the happiness showered on you both

— Harper Ganesvoort, 2016

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The details:

  • Body: Maitreya Mesh Body – Lara V3.5
  • Skin: Glam Affair Cleo (America – Clean B)
  • Eyes: La Boheme Antimatter Eyes (Set 2: 6)
  • Hair: D!va Stephanie
  • Attachments: Slink Avatar Enhancement hands and feet
  • Top: Swet Tea cowl neck sweater (Collection 2, applier); SLC Mesh Warm Woolen Poncho Cape (purple)
  • Pants: Larry Jeans Jeans 001 (applier)
  • Boots: Fonde Metal Thigh Boots (24k Gold)
  • Accessories: EarthStones Quetzalli necklace and earrings; Kunglers Nin rings (right hand) and Gaby rings (left hand); Zaara pashmina shawl (bottle green)
  • Makeup: LIVIA Zalia Eyeshadow (Blue); *BOOM* Liquid Glaze (vintage); {MUA} Jewels Lipstick (Hepcat)

Photographed in Furillen

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There’s a flutter of grey through the trees:
Ah, the exquisite curves of her dress as she passes
Fleet with her feet on the path where the grass is!

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I see not her face, I but see
The swift re-appearance, the flitting persistence—
There!—of that flutter of grey in the distance.

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It has flickered and fluttered away:
What a teasing regret she has left in my day-dream,
And what dreams of delight are the dreams that one may dream!

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It was only a flutter of grey;
But the vaguest of raiment’s impossible chances
Has set my heart beating the way of old dances.

— Arthur Symons, “To a Grey Dress”

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The details:

Harper wears —

  • Skin: Glam Affair Cleo (America – Clean B)
  • Eyes: La Boheme Eyes Spellcraft (Sterling)
  • Hair: EMO-tions Risen (darkred)
  • Attachments: SLink hands and feet
  • Gown: Sascha’s Designs Avona (Silver)
  • Shoes: Renegade Tiffany
  • Accessories: Lamu Fashion Gloves (“Gold Glitter”; actually silver); Moondance Boutique Aisha suite (necklace, bracelets, teardrop earrings, rings, bindi); Lamu Fashion Chest Brooch (Silver)
  • Makeup (eyeshadow application order); SlackGirl Magda eyeshadow (05); {MUA} All the Ways eyeliner (Pack 1 – 1); MONS Trendy Eyeshadow (navy); *BOOM* Liquid Glaze (lashed Silver; vintage); Lips Glitter Silver by Alge; MUA Cheeks Contouring (Color Pack 2 – White)

Conan wears Heth Haute Couture Balen Western tails evening suit and a mask from Illusions; he didn’t give me any other details (sigh, grin)

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Telephone Line

Writing from Destin, Florida:

Telephone Line

Photo by Conan Bankersbox

Hello, how are you? Have you been alright?
Through all those lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely nights
That’s what I’d say, I’d tell you everything
If you’d pick up that telephone

Hey, how you feelin’? Are you still the same?
Don’t you realize the things we did, we did
Were all for real, not a dream? And I just can’t believe
They’ve all faded out of view

Doowop dooby doo doowop, doowah doolang
Blue days, black nights, doowah doolang

I look into the sky
The love you need ain’t gonna see you through
And I wonder why
The little things you planned ain’t coming true

Oh oh, telephone line, give me some time
I’m living in twilight
Oh oh, telephone line, give me some time
I’m living in twilight

Okay, so no one’s answering
Well, can’t you just let it ring a little longer, longer, longer, longer, oh
I’ll just sit tight through shadows of the night
But let it ring for evermore….

“Telephone Line,” music and lyrics by Jeff Lynne

Photographed in Elysium City of Templemore

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Sunny Days

Sunny Days

I could give in to a nap in the sun
after a long afternoon of summer fun
but that’s all the sun ‘ll let me do
sleep soundly for a day or two
I couldn’t reach it,
as hard as I’ll ever try,
so I’ll sleep underneath it and try not to cry
I’ll let its warmth graze my lips and color my cheeks
drunken and somehow it feels like magic
let the light come down and erase everything
and maybe its right that i shouldn’t complain
even if I’ll miss those kisses in the rain
but the clouds have been broken
and the sun smiles through
content enough,
to stop dreaming of you.

Alysia Victoria Gonzales, “Sunny Days” (2011)

Photographed in The Yorkshire Dales

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Sometimes

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If you have not visited the region that hosts Canary Beck’s Basilique Playhouse, do so! It is so beautiful, you must witness it yourself.

Plenty of photos in this article. These, and a poem by Felice Mancini, on the next page.

From Hair Fair 2015 — sYs Micha

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Hair Fair is among us again, and the crowds should have eased a little by now. I, however, was one of the foolish, uh, brave ones who plunged into the thick of things on the first night and worked my way, walk or cam, through all four sims. I came up with several items, among which is what I have on my head now, from sYs.

…When at dawn she sighs, and like an infant to the window
Turns grave eyes craving light, released from dreams,
Beautiful she looks, like a white water-lily
Bursting out of bud in havens of the streams.
When from bed she rises clothed from neck to ankle
In her long nightgown sweet as boughs of May,
Beautiful she looks, like a tall garden lily
Pure from the night, and splendid for the day….

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If I’m going to be wearing fresh hair, I might as well be wearing fresh clothes, and so I dropped into Junbug. Their region has a large pond in the middle with a board walkway circling it. There is a great supply of water lilies and waterweed there, which gave me the idea to look up a poem involving lilies.

…When her mother tends her before the laughing mirror,
Tying up her laces, looping up her hair,
Often she thinks, were this wild thing wedded,
More love should I have, and much less care.
When her mother tends her before the lighted mirror,
Loosening her laces, combing down her curls,
Often she thinks, were this wild thing wedded,
I should miss but one for many boys and girls….

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A concern: I wish I could remove the pin in the wig which you see here, at least at times. A minor objection, but I hope Systi will consider making this “disappearable” in future.

…Cool was the woodside; cool as her white dairy
Keeping sweet the cream-pan; and there the boys from school,
Cricketing below, rushed brown and red with sunshine;
O the dark translucence of the deep-eyed cool!
Spying from the farm, herself she fetched a pitcher
Full of milk, and tilted for each in turn the beak.
Then a little fellow, mouth up and on tiptoe,
Said, “I will kiss you”: she laughed and leaned her cheek….

Excerpts from “Love in the Valley,” by George Meredith (taken out of order)

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The details:

  • Skin: Glam Affair Cleo (America – Clean B)
  • Hair: sYs Micha (currently available at Hair Fair 2015)
  • Eyes: Sterling Artistry Jeweled Eyes (brightblue)
  • Nails: ZOZ Summer 2015 French Polish (currently available at Fashiontropic)
  • Attachments: SLink hands (Casual) and feet (High)
  • Gown: Junbug Tomoe-San (Earth)
  • Shoes: R.icielli Thayla High Heels (Fuschia)
  • Jewelry: Dahlinks Stage and Screen diamond and gold stud earrings; Maxi Gossamer Valentina cross necklace (short size)
  • Makeup: Buzzeri Gem Lips (Tigers Eye); *BOOM* Liquid Glaze (lashed Silver); SlackGirl 90s – 2 (shade 1)

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Making an Entrance

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If anyone can Make an Entrance, it’s Ariel Sherman, who (at the time of these photos) lives in the 48th Century. Cyborg, onetime unwilling “courtesan” in a pleasure house on the planet Videra,  now the owner and star artiste of her own revue, the largest and finest show in the sector! She’s earned her reputation over decades of acting, singing and dancing, and she has decades more in her future.

My mama always told me
There were two ways to come into a party
Polite and Genteel
Or Make an Entrance

Turn the page for more of the poem….

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