Poem for Saturday

Samhain
By Lissar

let the night fall
for i am not afraid of the dark
or of imaginary evils
or of myself
and my own power
let the night fall
let it come with its dreams
its mysteries
its wonders
let the night fall
let the goddess drape her scarves of black
around me
and clear the cauldron's surface
so that i might remember

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Enterprise review: "Borderland". Brent Spiner is great.

Yesterday when brought over George, my younger son was leaning over the side of my bed pesking the kitten with a yellow string while Cinnamon watched. Today the yellow string had somehow ended up on the floor downstairs, and Cinnamon sat by it mreeping expectantly until picked it up and started waving it around, and then...


...the cat jumped over the...cat.


And went over to inspect the string...


...and followed it back across the cat again...


...and was prepared to do this all day long, until Rosie and both decided they had had enough.