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Evergreen Cabin MAG

September 15, 2021
By Lydiaq ELITE, Somonauk, Illinois
Lydiaq ELITE, Somonauk, Illinois
147 articles 41 photos 1014 comments

Favorite Quote:
The universe must be a teenage girl. So much darkness, so many stars.
--me


Opening up an evergreen cabin

Smelling polished stump-chairs and sweet stairs

Heavy perfumed quilts and endless sheets and pillow billows

Honeycomb fire and hickory spray in the sleep air

Howling hounds and sighing moon outside.

Five gallons of syrup and pancakes fried in hazelwood bacon grease

Tumbler of hot chocolate in blue white crockery

Steam singing and empty stomach.

Strawberry-apple pie and eggs and sugar oak oatmeal

Thick silverware of real silver and willow plates

God Bless This House carved on the door

Rabbit-soft rugs and hot bathtub steam-chain.

We’ll slide down the pine slopes in winter

We’ll serenade languid fireflies in August

We’ll hang up the baby-pig pumpkins in October

We’ll hide in this sweet fiddle-song of a house eternally.


The author's comments:

I would so love to love to live in a secluded, sweet-smelling evergreen cabin instead of breathing this same stale, depressing air night after dry night in my cluttered, lifeless room.


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Lydiaq ELITE said...
on Sep. 23 2021 at 11:28 pm
Lydiaq ELITE, Somonauk, Illinois
147 articles 41 photos 1014 comments

Favorite Quote:
The universe must be a teenage girl. So much darkness, so many stars.
--me

I read up on how sparrows in mythology are thought to collect the souls of those who die. If that's true, that's awesome. They sound better than angels anyhow. Maybe this could inspire a poem?

on Sep. 22 2021 at 7:06 pm
SparrowSun ELITE, X, Vermont
200 articles 23 photos 1053 comments

Favorite Quote:
"It Will Be Good." (complicated semi-spiritual emotional story.)

"Upon his bench the pieces lay
As if an artwork on display
Of gears and hands
And wire-thin bands
That glisten in dim candle play." -Janice T., Clockwork[love that poem, dont know why, im not steampunk]

i live in a log cabin in the middle of the woods(but then, i live in vermont so thats a given). my room is my favorite place because its the most normal i have. tho it being my room, its... strange. and i have a small flock of sparrows on my wall.