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| User: | anchiale (1222043) plum blossom and wasp
frost and owl |
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| Name: | Jenna | |
| Birthdate: | 1977-01-06 | |
| Bio: | Hanrahan, that was never long in one place, was back again among the villages that are at the foot of Slieve Echtge, Illeton and Scalp and Ballylee, stopping sometimes in one house and sometimes in another, and finding a welcome in every place for the sake of old times and of his poetry and his learning. There was some silver and some copper in the little leather bag under his coat, but it was seldom he needed to take anything from it, for it was little he used, and there was not one of the people that would have taken payment from him. His hand had grown heavy on the blackthorn he leaned on, and his cheeks were hollow and worn, but so far as food went, potatoes and milk and a bit of oaken cake, he had what he wanted of it; and it is not on the edge of so wild and boggy a place as Echtge a mug of spirits would be wanting, with the taste of turf smoke on it. He would wander about the big wood at Kinadife, or he would sit through many hours of the day among the rushes about Lake Belshragh, listening to the streams from the hills, or watching the shadows in the brown bog pools; sitting so quiet as not to startle the deer that came down from the heather to the grass and the tilled fields at the fall of night. As the days went by it seemed as if he was beginning to belong to some world out of sight and misty, that has for its mearing the colours that are beyond all other colours and the silences that are beyond all silences of this world. And sometimes he would hear coming and going in the wood music that when it stopped went from his memory like the clashing of many swords, that went on for a long time without any break. And at the fall of night and at moonrise the lake would grow to be a gateway of silver and shining stones, and there would come from its silence the faint sound of keening and of frightened laughter broken by the wind, and many pale beckoning hands. He was sitting looking into the water one evening in harvest time, thinking of all the secrets that were shut into the lakes and the mountains, when he heard a cry coming from the south, very faint at first, but getting louder and clearer as the shadow of the rushes grew longer, till he could hear the words, ‘I am beautiful, I am beautiful. The birds of the air, the moths under the leaves, the flies over the water look at me, for they never saw any one so beautiful as myself. I am young; I am young; I am young: look upon me, mountains; look upon me, perishing woods, for my body will shine like the white waters when you have been hurried away. You and the whole race of men, are dropping like a candle that is nearly burned out, but I laugh aloud because I am in my youth.’ Presently the bushes at the edge of the little lake trembled for a moment, and a very old woman forced her way among them, and passed by Hanrahan, walking with very slow steps. Her face was the colour of the earth, and more wrinkled than the face of any old hag that was ever seen, and her grey hair was hanging in wisps, and the rags she was wearing did not hide her dark skin that was roughened by all weathers. She passed by him with her eyes wide open, and she went into the shadow of the hills towards the west. --from “The Death of Hanrahan” by William Butler Yeats | |
| Interests: | 42: army of darkness, astronomy, avocado on toast, beehouse teapots, carl sagan, charlotte smith, cross country skiing, doctor who, e. e. cummings, east of eden, firefly, fuchsia groan, gardening, god emperor of dune, herbs, kelly joe phelps, konstantin khabensky, larps, mary oliver, needlecraft, neil gaiman, number seventeen bottle street, robert graves, rocks, roland barthes, roleplaying, romanticism, science fiction, seamus heaney, sean bean, spaceballs, tea, the 13th warrior, the circular ruins, the tale of genji, toni morrison, tori amos, tristan, ursula le guin, william butler yeats, william gibson, william morris | |
| Schools: | Willamette University - Salem, OR (1995 - 1999) Aberystwyth University - Aberystwyth, Wales - Ceredigion, United Kingdom (1997 - 1998) University of Warwick - Warwick, England - Warwickshire, United Kingdom (1999 - 2001) | |
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| Friend of: | 42: anchiale, andrewjames, asatruer, azakir, bezique, callylevy, chapel1979, charliewgc, chemicallace, crashbarrier, dens_leonis_rex, eganra, goblinsluck, hetaera15, iamnotramphus, ilion, incommune, jambon_gris, javierthebull, jbugcreations, just_another_me, lostdreamer666, magic_steve, malal, mavnn, mrbear, neuronate, notatart_wibble, phual, polarcat, port_and_pipes, portilis, pulphero, queex, sobrique, stuart_fach, the_g_man, thebenj, thebluefairy, unsinkable_mb, wendolen, windbourne | |
| Member of: | 2: a_hill_of_beans, roleplayers | |
| Account type: | Basic Account | |


