[ It's a bit jarring to recite poetry in a setting that isn't a classroom. She feels like she's been put on the spot in that moment, even while understanding this is an activity they agreed upon together.
For Neil. ]
This is a poem by Emily Dickinson. "Hope" is the thing with feathers.
[ Haru takes her time, reading each line with careful consideration. ]
[ poetry is truly lovely. qifrey never had the chance to indulge in it until neil, but he's always had a love for the arts and expression. what people bring to it can never be discarded. ]
A wonderful reading. I'm sure he would have liked it.
[ no. but. he can't say he doesn't fully disbelieve either.
it's important to remain open to possibility. ]
I think there's nothing wrong in believing in that. Strange things do happen here. A friend returning should not be less unusual than anything that has occurred.
I would love to do more, but finding people can be tricky.
[ Neil and Charlie were quite obvious choices for the soft launch of her cafe.
The little stage in the corner can't hold more than 1-2 people, nor multiple band instruments, so she has to figure out what she would like to do there. ]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
[ She finally opens the book to the marked page with the poem that had resonated with her, for whatever reason. ]
I don't know a lot about poetry, but I suppose that's what makes it interesting; to discuss its meaning with others.
no subject
Why don't you read it to me?
no subject
Um...
[ It's a bit jarring to recite poetry in a setting that isn't a classroom. She feels like she's been put on the spot in that moment, even while understanding this is an activity they agreed upon together.
For Neil. ]
This is a poem by Emily Dickinson. "Hope" is the thing with feathers.
[ Haru takes her time, reading each line with careful consideration. ]
no subject
A wonderful reading. I'm sure he would have liked it.
no subject
[ Her heart deflates a little for a moment as she thinks about how she'll never have gotten to share this poem with Neil.
She imagines he's read this before and has so much to say about his interpretation of it. ]
Ah, what is the poem you brought, Qifrey-san?
no subject
Maybe our paths will cross
when this universe folds in and makes another.
Maybe, at the point
when all that is, and all that’s ever been,
collapses into everything else and is remade,
our paths will cross, however briefly, and
our terminus become a junction.
It may be a long shot. I will take it
and hope and trust our paths will cross again.
By a man named Oliver Tearle.
no subject
[ It's beautiful, really.
And it stirs a hint of melancholy in her chest. ]
... do you think the friends we lost here will return?
no subject
it's important to remain open to possibility. ]
I think there's nothing wrong in believing in that. Strange things do happen here. A friend returning should not be less unusual than anything that has occurred.
no subject
And if he returns, we'll be here to welcome him back.
no subject
That's right. We should hold onto that.
no subject
Her heart feels the sting of a missing friend, but she has to remind herself to hold onto the memories to fill that void.
Just as she does while missing the rest of her friends from Tokyo. ]
Were there any other poems that stood out to you? This is quite fun, actually. I really should try to host events at the cafe.
no subject
It is. I think it's a good idea, encouraging little events for the arts.
no subject
[ Neil and Charlie were quite obvious choices for the soft launch of her cafe.
The little stage in the corner can't hold more than 1-2 people, nor multiple band instruments, so she has to figure out what she would like to do there. ]
I wonder what people would like to see.
no subject
The network is quite useful for these sorts of inquiries.
we can wrap!
[ She wonders what kind of interesting people may volunteer. ]
Especially with the holidays approaching. A nice, cozy ambience during the colder days would be welcome.
sure!
Let people perform what skill they possess.
no subject
Would you be interested in something like that yourself, Qifrey-san?
[ She has no idea, but it's rude not to ask. ]
no subject
I can perform some magic spells if you like.
wrapped 💝
You have my thanks!