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writing/poetry/misc.md

@@ -491,3 +491,161 @@ Do I take it back
     from you by force
         when I laugh?
 '''
+
+-----
+
+## Prima materia
+
+!{Not good enough for basically anything, as it stands (Makyo 2020-06-08)}
+
+### Calcination
+
+'''
+They say the fire cleanses
+    That it purifies.
+Then, cool fire, soft fire,
+    Cleanse and purify me.
+Blanket my shoulders
+    And sing me to sleep.
+Sing the fox to sleep
+    And let her rest
+Content in the work she has done
+    And the lives she has touched.
+They say the fire cleanses
+    That it purifies.
+Then, cool fire, soft fire,
+    Sing me to sleep.
+'''
+
+### Dissolution
+
+'''
+Sweet as honey, spiced with time,
+    You were me, and I you.
+Aged to perfection, mellowed with the years,
+    I bless your memory.
+You who were me,
+    I lay you aside to rest.
+To over-age is to spoil,
+    And you are not spoiled.
+Sweet mead to dance on the tongue,
+    Soft fox to dance through time.
+Sweet as honey, spiced with time,
+    You were me, and I you.
+Aged to perfection, mellowed with the years,
+    You are at your finest.
+'''
+
+### Separation
+
+'''
+With your sigil,
+    I draw you from my heart.
+With your name,
+    I consign you to memory.
+With your words,
+    I draw you from my breath
+With your voice,
+    I sing you to peaceful sleep,
+Ever soft and white in winter,
+    Ever svelte and gray in summer.
+With your sigil,
+    I draw you from my heart.
+With your name,
+    I commit you to dearest memory.
+'''
+
+### Conjugation
+
+'''
+I dedicate my life
+    To the memory of you:
+Long passed though you may be,
+    That memory will burn fiercely.
+To the east, I wash with air,
+    That the wind be with you.
+To the South, I wash with fire,
+    That the sun warm your fur.
+To the West, I wash with water,
+    That the stream be cool beneath your paws.
+To the north, I wash with earth,
+    That your den may blossom in spring.
+I dedicate my life
+    To the memory of you.
+'''
+
+### Fermentation
+
+'''
+Feed, dear fox eat,
+    For the meal was prepared by you.
+I bless this meal
+    That you be sustained by your work.
+Feed, dear cat, eat,
+    Sup of the love that was left for you.
+I bless this meal,
+    That we may learn the lessons of the fox,
+For she has prepared this for you:
+    Bread for beginnings, mead for endings.
+Feed, dear cat, eat,
+    For the meal was prepared for you.
+I bless this meal
+    That you be sustained by her work.
+'''
+
+### Distillation
+
+'''
+“We are not so different, you and I,”
+    Said the cat to the fox.
+“We come from the same essence,
+    Two vintages from the same vineyard.”
+“Our fur is soft and thick, true,”
+    Said the fox to the cat.
+“We are hardy, and weather cold.
+    We travel, hunt, and survive,
+But my time is passed and yours begun.
+    Go with my blessing.”
+“We are not so different, you and I,”
+    Said the cat to the fox.
+“We come from the same essence,
+    Two children of the same eternal mother.”
+'''
+
+### Coagulation
+
+'''
+Step forth, Uncia, hale and whole,
+    For you are truly born this day.
+Alopex has gone to sleep and rest,
+    Dancing now only in dreams and stories.
+See the world with new eyes,
+    For all this is yours.
+Smell the air, taste bread and cool water.
+    Feel the earth beneath your paws.
+Know the limits of your body,
+    And remember always this pain.
+Step forth, Uncia, hale whole,
+    For you are truly born this day.
+Alopex has gone to sleep and rest,
+    Dancing now only at need.
+'''
+
+### Anima mundi
+
+'''
+Out of the flames, into the light,
+    I rise, Makyo Uncia called Maddy.
+Makyo Alopex sleeps now,
+    A fetch to call at need.
+Non sum qualis eram,
+    I am not who I was.
+Ranna, Astarael, Alopex,
+    Majo, Younes, Happenstance.
+When viewed through the lens of Makyo,
+    I am my own magnum opus.
+Out of the flames, into the light,
+    I rise, Makyo Uncia called Maddy.
+Makyo Alopex sleeps now,
+    Not forever, but for now.
+'''

writing/poetry/numeno.md

@@ -40,7 +40,7 @@ Unmoving and always changing.
 -----
 
 ## Overflowing with words
-!{In *ally*}
+!{Parts in *ally*}
 
 <style>
 .speak {
@@ -215,52 +215,10 @@ Let successive numbers claim me
     or me claim them.
 '''
 
------
-
-## Prima materia
-
-!{Not good enough for basically anything, as it stands (Makyo 2020-06-08)}
-
-### Calcination
-
-'''
-They say the fire cleanses
-    That it purifies.
-Then, cool fire, soft fire,
-    Cleanse and purify me.
-Blanket my shoulders
-    And sing me to sleep.
-Sing the fox to sleep
-    And let her rest
-Content in the work she has done
-    And the lives she has touched.
-They say the fire cleanses
-    That it purifies.
-Then, cool fire, soft fire,
-    Sing me to sleep.
-'''
-
-### Dissolution
-
-'''
-Sweet as honey, spiced with time,
-    You were me, and I you.
-Aged to perfection, mellowed with the years,
-    I bless your memory.
-You who were me,
-    I lay you aside to rest.
-To over-age is to spoil,
-    And you are not spoiled.
-Sweet mead to dance on the tongue,
-    Soft fox to dance through time.
-Sweet as honey, spiced with time,
-    You were me, and I you.
-Aged to perfection, mellowed with the years,
-    You are at your finest.
-'''
-
 ## Liminality
 
+!{In *Eigengrau*}
+
 '''
 A year starts not on January first.
     The days may hunder but the seasons speak
@@ -280,6 +238,8 @@ from us the liminality, embroil
 
 ## Ode to the end of death
 
+!{In *Qoheleth*}
+
 '''
 I am at a loss for images in this end of days:
 I have sight but cannot see.