IT'S SNOWING IT'S SNOWING IT'S SNOWING!!!!!! IT'S!!!!! SNOWING!!!!!!
That means before the accumulation starts, I'm about to head home to lay a fire in the hearth and pour some Highland Park Spirit of the Bear scotch and have a lovely night of cozy hygge with books and music and my fur babies, lol. I came into work to water the melodramatic plants who can't wait til Saturday for their next drinks AND because my best friend made lemon bars for me and my parents and Sarah and Mikaela and Karissa and texted me to ask if I was going to be at work for lemon bars and cocktails. So gifts of dessert and needing to take care of my plants seemed like a good reason to head in even though I'm already over 45 hours of work in for the week. (I didn't even punch in to take care of my plants tbh.) The snow wasn't supposed to start til like midnight according to the forecast, but instead it started around 9ish. It's supposed to be anywhere from 5-8" of snow through tomorrow afternoon and depending on the forecast here, in Milwaukee, and Racine (including the temp drop after the snow to form black ice) AND when the snow ends AND how well the roads are cleared, even with new tires on my car Crissy and I may decide not to go to McAuliffe's Pub to see DAIMH. (The tickets were only $15 each, we've never seen them before and they will be at several Irish fests this August.) We will know tomorrow based on this snow storm (which has its heaviest line of snow all along 94 which is what we need to drive to get to Racine which is in the mixed precipitation/black ice belt whereas here is just snow, lots of snow, lol) if I'm dropping Waffles off with my parents and heading out for the show. On verra.
I also learned that it is 100% my fault that Gadan and Enda have teamed up into an Italian Irish banjo super group for Irishfest season, lol. I thought it might be because I had gushed to Enda about seeing Gadan and how much they instrumentally remind me of what We Banjo 3 was doing could fill the gap of people missing his former band when he asked me how I was doing during a brief series of catch up emails. AND Lorenzo recently posted thanking "the girl who encouraged me to email one of my musical heroes" about how it happened reminding that it was me telling him to reach out to Enda for advice on banjo technique or to collaborate or how to book more fests community because Enda genuinely loves teaching and helping spread the playing of his beloved instrument -- Enda would be very kind about any email (even with Lorenzo shy anxious about Italian being the natal language and so making linguistic gaffes) and the worst he might say is that he's overbooked himself can't do it now but wants to come back to it later when he has some time. So in a weird way, I guess I yente-ed the setup for this collaboration of one of my favorite musicians/humans with a young group of Italian musicians struggling to figure out how to find themselves a place in the Irish music scene. I genuinely didn't remember til they reminded me, lol.
Also, since I need to head home now but this has been shorter than usual, my friend AJ asked me on facebook for a list of dark poetry for her. (AJ is an intovert dark witch medium (her gifts opened up after a near death motorcycle accident that killed both her dad and unborn son)) and a self published author of sexually explicit dark fantasy novels and she's married to a drummer in a metal band. Anyway, she had a brain limpoma that turned out to be cancer and was removed a couple years ago but at her most recent scan the brain cancer had returned) So here's my list of poetry reccs of Dark English poetry for her (other than what she had said she just bought: Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson, Complete Poems of Mary Shelly, and a gorgeous new copy of Edgar Allan Poe's poetry) :
"Oooh! I definitely understand the intermittent poetry phase of reading!! I adore poetry, own a LOT of it. Some of the best dark poets I can think of are in French and I don't have good translations to recommend since I read them in the original without English but I can give you names if you want dark French poets as well. Also I hope you wanted long because this is me and brevity isn't my strongest asset as a writer. Better known for general enthusiasm, lol. Also, I can't talk any books, but especially this list of suggestions without waxing poetic. So welcome to Dani's reading list for Dark English Poetry 101, we will skip the ones on the syllabus you already picked up which would otherwise HAVE to be on this list. If desired, I can easily come up with more, but here are some of the first that I think of and TONS of poems and pages for you to explore and also that I think you specifically might enjoy if you don't know them:
And then I also suggested in our back and forth:
"most of Coleridge isn't necessarily dark themed, but if you've never read Kubla Khan, you should. Especially if you love Poe's poetry. Even if you've read it before, it's a good short one for re-reads because it's a beautiful tour de force of gorgeous atmospheric fantasy imagery! Supposedly, he wrote the poem based on an opium dream that got interrupted by someone knocking on his door"
So there you go! There's some insight into my favorite dark themed poets and a small reading list if you want to understand me better through poems I love, lol. Also, it's a damn good reading list syllabus if you LIKE dark gothic light through the shadows poetry.
And I don't know exactly WHEN, but if you want a heads up on my eclectic reading habits, T. S. Eliot's The Wasteland is the only poem I re-read every Spring since I first read it when I was like 16 or 17. I don't know WHEN in April I will be re-reading it, especially with such a lovely snowfall tonight, but somewhere in the next month or so, I will be re-reading The Wasteland. Every April I read it though, it's become a personal tradition with me tbh.
Okay. Time to head home. because..... IT'S SNOWING!!!!! IT'S SNOWING!!!! IT'S SNOWING!!!! AND IT'S SO BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND I HAVE SUCH SNOW GIDDIES!!!!!!!
No, but I really DO have such snow giddies, lol. You should have seen me when I took the dog out to go pee (even though she hadn't asked) and was just back of work with no coat or hat or scarf, just my jeans and sweater, spinning around grinning and dancing face up into the snow and the full moon bright enough to hazy see through the thin but snow laden clouds to the east! SUCH gorgeous fat fluffy soft flakes of snow!!!! No wind or ice in the early part of this snowstorm at all!!! And the dog was running around happily sniffing everything and trying to catch MASSIVE snow clumps as they fell and I was just absolute cheesing ear to ear grin and joy dancing with the fresh falling snow!!!
I'M SO FULL OF SNOW GIDDY SPARKLES TONIGHT!!!!!!!!!!! BOURBON PEACH SOURS AND LEMON BARS AND COFFEE AND SNOW GIDDIES!!!!!! (I should probably eat some real food instead of trying to live on sugar and caffeine and joy like some sort of chaotic hummingbird sylph, lol.) also. I make no promises that this chaotic hummingbird sylph won't take her lowrider long dog dachshund-beagle-Jack Russel terrier mutt on a midnight or early morning snow frolic in the silence and joy of it all. I make no promises on that front, after all, dogs need walks and my heart needs snow giddies. But maybe enough common sense will prevail for me to await after sunrise for walkies and snow frolics rather than choosing the sacred silences of the wee hours.
P. S. Midnight addendum:
Gah!!!!! It's such a gorgeous winter wonderland outside!!!! (Yes it's Spring officially, but also it's Wisconsin and so everything is the softest sparkle fluff outside!!!!) So much beauty!!!! Such shiny happy snow giddies in my heart!!!! Luckily, at least one being in this house is sensible and the dog ran to her kennel put herself to bed patiently awaiting her bedtime treat and kisses before I closed her kennel door on her to nest for the night. Which means no taking her on middle of the night snow frolics, if I go out for snow frolics it will just be me and the snowflakes dancing, lol. And, after the dog put herself to bed, I put on pyjamas because why not be more comfortable in my cozy if I can, right?
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