Hey there, kids! My name is Heather, and I'll be your DPP host for this week. :D
I was musing the other day about how hard it is for me to put the whole of my love of pilots into words. I mean, I could go on for hours about the individual reasons I adore them, I'm sure, but no one thing seems to encompass all that I feel when I think about how beautiful their relationship is. But sometimes I find in the words of others bits and pieces of the whole of how I, personally, feel, if that makes any sense. In a line of dialogue or the description of a handshake and hug in a fic, in some new insight to an oft-discussed topic in a piece of meta, in the editing of a brilliant vid... In considering all of this, I have come to realize that I can't put my love of Kara/Lee into words because it's always changing, always expanding, and that this will always be true as long as I continue to think about them and to absorb others' thoughts on them.
With that in mind, today I propose that we share with each other some of the fic, music, poems, vids, art, etc. that has for some reason or another greatly touched on our love for Kara/Lee. You can elaborate on why you've chosen to share it, or not. You can quote a whole song, or just a few lines. Anything goes!
To start us off, I thought I'd post a poem by Pablo Neruda that some thoughtful shipper first introduced me to in a post on
beyond_insane sometime around the finale. It's the second "Morning" sonnet (translated into English) in Neruda's 100 Love Sonnets. Though I'm not usually a big fan of poetry, this poem is definitely one of those works that touches on some aspect of my pilots love.
Love, what a long way, to arrive at a kiss,
what loneliness-in-motion, toward your company!
Rolling with the rain we follow the tracks alone
In Taltal there is neither daybreak nor spring.
But you and I, love, we are together
from our clothes down to our roots:
together in the autumn, in water, in hips, until
we can be alone together--only you, only me.
To think of the effort, that the current carried
so many stones, the delta of Boroa water;
to think that you and I, divided by trains and nations,
we had only to love one another:
with all the confusions, the men and the women,
the earth that makes carnations rise, and makes them bloom!
Wow, sorry that got so wordy! I promise to keep things short for the rest of the week. All right, y'all, now hit me up with your recs!
P.S.--Don't forget that there are still lots of open weeks for anyone interested in hosting the Daily Pilots Posts. We want YOU.
Also, have we decided when the next rewatch is going to take place yet? What say you, Bee?
I was musing the other day about how hard it is for me to put the whole of my love of pilots into words. I mean, I could go on for hours about the individual reasons I adore them, I'm sure, but no one thing seems to encompass all that I feel when I think about how beautiful their relationship is. But sometimes I find in the words of others bits and pieces of the whole of how I, personally, feel, if that makes any sense. In a line of dialogue or the description of a handshake and hug in a fic, in some new insight to an oft-discussed topic in a piece of meta, in the editing of a brilliant vid... In considering all of this, I have come to realize that I can't put my love of Kara/Lee into words because it's always changing, always expanding, and that this will always be true as long as I continue to think about them and to absorb others' thoughts on them.
With that in mind, today I propose that we share with each other some of the fic, music, poems, vids, art, etc. that has for some reason or another greatly touched on our love for Kara/Lee. You can elaborate on why you've chosen to share it, or not. You can quote a whole song, or just a few lines. Anything goes!
To start us off, I thought I'd post a poem by Pablo Neruda that some thoughtful shipper first introduced me to in a post on
Love, what a long way, to arrive at a kiss,
what loneliness-in-motion, toward your company!
Rolling with the rain we follow the tracks alone
In Taltal there is neither daybreak nor spring.
But you and I, love, we are together
from our clothes down to our roots:
together in the autumn, in water, in hips, until
we can be alone together--only you, only me.
To think of the effort, that the current carried
so many stones, the delta of Boroa water;
to think that you and I, divided by trains and nations,
we had only to love one another:
with all the confusions, the men and the women,
the earth that makes carnations rise, and makes them bloom!
Wow, sorry that got so wordy! I promise to keep things short for the rest of the week. All right, y'all, now hit me up with your recs!
P.S.--Don't forget that there are still lots of open weeks for anyone interested in hosting the Daily Pilots Posts. We want YOU.
Also, have we decided when the next rewatch is going to take place yet? What say you, Bee?
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Date: 2010-03-22 05:11 am (UTC)Love Will Come To You
guess i wasn't the best one to ask
me myself with my face pressed up against love's glass
to see the shiny toy i've been hoping for
the one i never can afford
the wide world spins and spits turmoil
and the nations toil for peace
but the paws of fear upon your chest
only love can soothe that beast
and my words are paper tigers
no match for the predator of pain inside her
i say love will come to you
hoping just because i spoke the words that they're true
as if I've offered up a crystal ball to look through
where there's now one there will be two
...
i close my eyes and wish you fine
(i'm always closing my eyes wishing i'm fine)
even though i know you're not this time
(even though i'm not this time)
i say love will come to you
hoping just because i spoke the words that they're true
as if i've offered up a crystal ball to look through
where there's now one there will be two
dodging your memories
a field of knives
always on the outside looking in on other's lives
i say love will come to you
hoping just because i spoke the words that they're true
as if i've offered up a crystal ball to look through
where there's now one there will be two
and i wish her insight to battle love's blindness
strength from the milk of human kindness
a safe place for all the pieces that scattered
learn to pretend there's more than love that matters
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Date: 2010-03-22 05:57 pm (UTC)And there's not enough room in this world for my pain
Signals cross and love gets lost and time passed makes it plain
Of all my demon spirits I need you the most
I'm in love with your ghost
I'm in love with your ghost
Dark and dangerous like a secret that gets whispered in a hush
When I wake the things I dreamt about you last night make me blush
When you kiss me like a lover, then you sting me like a viper
I go follow to the river, play your memory like the piper
And I feel it like a sickness, how this love is killing me
But I'd walk into the fingers of your fire willingly
And dance the edge of sanity, I've never been this close
In love with your ghost
Oo oo-oo ooh, oo-oo ooh oo ooh
Oo oo-oo ooh, oo-oo ooh oo ooh
Unknowing captor, you'll never know how much you
Pierced my spirit, but I can't touch you
Can you hear it, a cry to be free
I'm forever under lock and key as you pass through me
Now I see your face before me, I would launch a thousand ships
To bring your heart back to my island as the sand beneath me slips
As I burn up in your presence, and I know now how it feels
To be weakened like Achilles, with you always at my heels
And my bitter pill to swallow is the silence that I keep
It poisons me, I can't swim free, the river is too deep
Though I'm baptized by your touch, I am no worse at most
In love with your ghost
In love with your ghost
You are shadowing my dreams
In love with your ghost
Oo oo-oo ooh, oo-oo ooh oo ooh
In love with your ghost
Oo oo-oo ooh, oo-oo ooh oo ooh
And whenever I hear Romeo and Juliet I think of Daybreak's K/L vid (http://daybreak777.livejournal.com/88637.html) now.