This Was A Bad Idea
Mar. 3rd, 2011 08:49 pmIt's a bad idea because "Come, Tell Me How You Live" makes me cry when I'm happy. But I was thinking about Arthur Evans, and that led to Wheeler, and that led to Woolley, and that led to Mallowan (who is really my favourite anyway), and then I ran straight into Agatha Christie and that poem I adore so much because it's the truth.
Just in case this is the last time I use the jordan tag, I want it to be happy.
I'll tell you everything I can
If you will listen well:
I met at erudite young man
A'sitting on a Tell.
"Who are you sir?" to him I said,
"For what is it you look?"
His answer trickled through my head
Like bloodstains through a book...
Come, Tell Me How You Live
I need to get this poem made into art and put on my wall. Or something. It's kind of long, but I can work on it.
Just in case this is the last time I use the jordan tag, I want it to be happy.
I'll tell you everything I can
If you will listen well:
I met at erudite young man
A'sitting on a Tell.
"Who are you sir?" to him I said,
"For what is it you look?"
His answer trickled through my head
Like bloodstains through a book...
Come, Tell Me How You Live
I need to get this poem made into art and put on my wall. Or something. It's kind of long, but I can work on it.
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Date: 2011-03-04 05:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-04 02:06 pm (UTC)(Remember how you were going to stop offering to do things. *pokes gently because, omg, I have the exact same problem!*)