audio; un: loveless

[limbical]

I'd meant to do this before, but honestly last month was a bit of mess. So, here we are, the stakes lower and less obnoxious felines involved.

Clinic update: I am, ideally, looking to work with Kaveh in arranging an actual building instead of the shoddy apartment I have myself set up in. I doubt that'll be complete anytime soon, but suffice it to say the clinic is still in operation as-is until further notice.

It's been brought to my attention a few times, but in light of our many incidents here, I will be arranging classes for proper first aid. I will be doing this on each weekend unless a medical emergency arrives. Hopefully that'll ensure the lot of you know how to better set a bone or a papercut, hm? Let me know if you intend on participating.

Lastly, and less important but... we'll say it's a bit of curiosity: I'd like for you to share your favorite poem. I don't really care about genre, just share it here. Thanks.

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audio; un: mightiest

[fanstheflames]

I don't think I have a favorite poem...

[ Whoops. ]

But you know I'll be there for more lessons!

[limbical]

That's all right. I'm sure other people are gonna have the poetry thing covered.

Good, I figured you'd be on top of it. How are you feeling, by the way?

text | @stray

[kampfgeist]

i offer my services to teach people suturing. i'm good at that now

[ don't ask how or why. ]

i don't have a favorite poem though
not sure i've ever actually heard a poem

[limbical]

Suturing's a useful skill. Surprised to hear that from you, though When did you get that skill?

[nope he's asking]

I suppose you wouldn't have had any reason to. I honestly didn't read a lot of them until semi-recently. Not sure if they'd be your thing, but never hurts to try, right?

un: librarian, audio

[worldexecute]

( ...Her favorite poem... )

"Wishing not to have so much as a speck of shame toward heaven until the day I die, I suffered, even when the wind stirred the leaves. With my heart singing to the stars, I shall love all things that are dying. And I must walk the road that has been given to me. Tonight, again, the stars are brushed by the wind."

( ... )

Do you have a favorite poem as well?

[limbical]

That's a pretty nice one, Angela.

[He considers a moment.]

Well. I've only just gotten a bit into them, so consider me not that knowledgeable on poetry. But...

I have been here before,
But when or how I cannot tell.
I know the grass beyond the door,
The sweet keen smell,
The sighing sound, the lights around the shore.

You have been mine before,
How long ago I may not know.
But just when at that swallow's soar
Your neck turn'd so,
Some veil did fall, I knew it all of yore.

Has this been thus before?
And shall not thus time's eddying flight
Still with our lives our love restore
In death's despite,
And day and night yield one delight once more?

@keter, audio

[gradenine]

[ he can't text much while on the mend after everything that happened last month, with what he's about to tell daan and everyone else who's listening in. if anything, this is probably the best way to let anyone know that roland's still alive... somehow. ]

...I got one.

Remember the lines I once told you ages ago, doc?

[limbical]

[There's a lengthy pause. Daan considers a moment on how he feels like responding, but... yeah, there's some measure of relief in hearing that Roland still has a pulse, despite everything.]

Good to hear you sounding more like yourself, Roland.

[Daan keeps it polite enough.]

I remember them in bits and pieces, but I don't think you told it to me in full.

Audio @Alhaitham

[justscribing]

[So Kaveh has lined up yet another project on his docket. How typical. He is definitely sacrificing sleep for all of this.]

Given the lack of medical equipment in this place, how prepared are you to handle anything that goes beyond first aid?

[limbical]

Depends on the circumstances, to be honest.

I'm most concerned about needing to put someone under surgery. That's the biggest thing that worries me. Granted, I think it can be done, but lacking simple things like anesthetic worries me. I'm no chemist and couldn't even think of how to make anything similar to that.

audio; un: rabbit_ebrooks

[reaperrabbit]

I don't know any poetry. I might come to your class, though.

[limbical]

That's fine. I know a fair bit of us haven't had much reason to know any. But I figure there are just as many who do.

Sure, I'd be glad to have you, Brook. How are you holding up, by the way?

@kaveh

[fussiest]

Come to the orchard in Spring.
There is light and wine, and sweethearts
in the pomegranate flowers.

If you do not come, these do not matter.
If you do come, these do not matter.

ALSO NOT HERE!!

[justscribing]

[He would choose the end. Of course, he would choose the end.]

( voice ) un: 46

[cranekin]

(The idea of sharing poems almost makes him feel nostalgic but given the more recent events, perhaps he should try to be a little more helpful. A little more serious. Just this once. As a treat,)

This has been a project for a while, hasn't it? (He's seen the posts on the network before.) Good luck.

I hope you didn't have to use too many of your resources after our most recent event.

[limbical]

More or less, yeah. Appreciate it.

Depends on what you mean by resources. [His voice is wry.] But no, I'm pretty well stocked right now. We'll see how that keeps up in the future, I guess.

[Voice] un: CapsuleCorp

[fashionably_strong]

I'd like to learn. Maybe you could set the clinic up in one of the office buildings? You could use meeting rooms for private spaces to see patients in.

[limbical]

Hm, last I looked into it, the office buildings were kind of resistant to changes being done to them. Unless that's changed. I haven't really looked into it since the first time.

Either way, Kaveh's helping me get set up eventually.

Text | Un: Ouroborosed

[inlovewithmycar]

You're the cat 'entity'? So what's the deal with that? A split personality or just good ol' fashioned possession? If the bugger pops up again should I keep a can of tuna on hand, just in case?

As for poetry, you can never go wrong with Byron;

The isles of Greece! the isles of Greece
Where burning Sappho loved and sung,
Where grew the arts of war and peace,
Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung!
Eternal summer gilds them yet,
But all, except their sun, is set.

[limbical]

I'm afraid he cares less for tuna and more being an obnoxious self-proclaimed merchant. Anyway, it was a case of possession. I'm not him.

Greece... I wonder what place that lines with where I'm from? But I understood the rest of that.

@DONQUIXOT3, video

[icanfixer]

So thou'rt still on the hunt for them, hm? I suppose I can share one I have heard before.

[ part of one, anyway. ahem. she's really putting her heart into this, as deserved... hand motions and all. ]

Can one both hope and fear at the same season?
Would it be well to do so in any case,
Seeing that fear, by far, hath the better excuse?
Confront jealously, is there any reason
For me to close my eyes to its stern face,
Pretend not to see it? What is the use,
When its dread presence I can still deduce
From countless gaping wounds deep in my heart?
When suspicion -- bitter change! -- to truth gives place,
And truth itself, losing its virgin grace,
Becomes a lie, it is not wisdom's part
To open wide the door to frank mistrust?
When disdain's unveiled, to doubt is only just.
O ye fierce tyrants of love's emprey!
Shackle these hands with stout cord, if ye must.
My pain shall drown your triumph -- woe is me!

[ there we go. long, but good. ]

'Tis a part of a favored poem back where I am from, penned by a lovestruck lad who had been taken by a woman his better. She did not return his feelings though, and rather than blame his own shortcomings he blamed her. It is sad.

[limbical]

[Don gets a clap. If nothing else, one can definitely say she's theatrical af]

Hm, that is pretty sad. Some guys need to look inward.

Anyway, I appreciate it, Don. Your help was useful before, but I figured it wouldn't hurt to see what else people have to suggest, you know?

[not for any particular reason at all]

@samsa, text

[anthropophagite]

"I had a dream where the sky fell down.
The bloodstains won’t come out,
no matter how many times I pour warm water on them,
they won’t come out.

I had a dream.
A failure of a God
She laughed and squeezed my throat.
It’s always like this.
Only people dull to pain hurt me.
She truly loved me,
Only she didn’t know how to love.
What a stupid God."

-- Sen Takatsuki



Not many people have heard of her, But it's from one of my favourite Japanese authors. [ no one has ever heard of her because she only exists in kaneki's world, anyway ]

audio;

[limbical]

[Oh, that... weirdly resonated with him.]

...A bit brutal, but I don't think it was bad.

Did she ever indicate the purpose of the poem?

text; un: ihavequestion

[emyoji]

Oh, a good poem? Hm...

It was beautiful as God
must be beautiful: glacial
eyes that had looked on
violence and come to terms

with it; a body too huge
and majestic for the cage in which
it had been put; up
and down in the shadow

of its own bulk it went
lifting, as it turned,
the crumpled flower of its face
to look into my own

face without seeing me. It
was the colour of the moonlight
on snow and as quiet
as moonlight, but breathing

as you can imagine that
God breaths within the confines
of our definition of him, agonizing
over immensities that will not return.

Something like that, I think.

audio;

[limbical]

Hm. Think I'm slightly less of a fan of ones about deities. Or maybe I'm being too literal here...

audio; un: Liebing

[zewu_jun]

[A poem? Well, okay.]

Boundless grasses over the plain
Come and go with every season;
Wildfire never quite consumes them --
They are tall once more in the spring wind.
Sweet they press on the old high- road
And reach the crumbling city-gate
O Prince of Friends, you are gone again
I hear them sighing after you.

I would like to attend. The more we know here, the better we all can be.

[limbical]

Hm. That was pretty nice, thank you for sharing.

Yeah, of course. You'll have to refresh my memory about your name, though. If we've met before.

text; un: hythlodaeus

[nomoresharks]

A favorite is hard to pick, but I do enjoy this one:

Leuconoe, why try to know
The future, which cannot be known?
Or what the others' numbers say
Of your fate and my own?

Put it away, don’t waste your time,
Winter will come on
And break the lower sea on the rocks
While we drink summer’s wine.

See, in the white of the winter air
The day hangs like a rose.
It droops down to the reaching hand
Take it before it goes.

[limbical]

I mean, hey. You can tell me more if you want.

[There's a pause as he digests the poem Hythlodaeus shares, and considers.]

...As a total novice to consuming poetry, I think I really like that one, too. Kind of like... trying not to struggle or worry about the future?

voice, private; un: d.larusso

[miyagimagic]

[ .. well, it's good to hear Daan just.. being Daan again, that's for sure. Unfortunately - for Daan, perhaps - Daniel is just a little too fussy to go along with it and just answer the other's questions.

No, there's just too much fussing instinct to not first ask: ]

How are you feeling?

[ At least he did bother to make it private? That's something, right. An attempt is being made. ]

[limbical]

[Ah.

Urgh.

Daan realizes he should probably have messaged Daniel privately about that whole... thing, but Daan also habitually avoids talking about his problems when he can afford to. So! Here they are.]

Better.

...I'm sorry you encountered him.

text; @onni

[scowlish]

“Tiny bee, thou honey-birdling,
Lord of all the forest flowers,
Fly away and gather honey,
Bring to me the forest-sweetness,”

or

“Words shall not be hid
nor spells buried
might shall not sink underground
though the mighty go.”

I'll join the first aid lessons.

[limbical]

Thank you for both, Onni. I mean it.

You're welcome to join, of course.

Also, sounds like you and Brook have been hanging out a lot. You two doing all right?

video; un: yesod

[wordchain]

I'd like to attend your classes.

[ He has no poetry to offer, unfortunately, although he's glancing through others' responses out of curiosity. This has its merits, a way to broaden one's horizons... ]

As someone commented on the lack of existing facilities some time ago, at least in the districts currently accessible to us, have you found that this is a problem?

[limbical]

You're welcome to join, Yesod. I look forward to having you join us.

Hm, a bit. I've had to get creative a few times. Fortunately, I haven't had to do any in depth surgery, but if I ever had to... well, I'd feel bad for the poor sap who'd be my patient. I could pull something off, but it'd be a messy affair. More than usual. So I have a lot of concerns on my mind if I needed to do anything in depth.

I also don't have anything I can use to run tests, so that's another problem if someone needs me to do blood tests or something. On the plus side, I can help get people the right medication for their various health issues, so there's that at least.