per amica silentia lunae

or, across the ferny brae with the evil voodoo celt

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FWIW, "Even as Children" was substantially inspired by the poem The Undead by Richard Wilbur- one of my favorite poets of the mid-20th century... his work can really make the hair on the back of my neck stand up, make me choke up while reading it aloud... just a way that the imbas affects me, whether it's my own or someone else's.


The title is lifted from the first line of the poem, but I think what really formed the core of the story was the end:


Nevertheless, their pain is real,
And requires our pity. Think how sad it must be
To thirst always for a scorned elixir,
The salt quotidian blood

Which, if mistrusted, has no savor;
To prey on life forever and not possess it,
As rock-hollows, tide after tide,
Glassily strand the sea.


Wow. Just wow.


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