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With Apologies to Housman

Home is the manuscript,
Home from New York,
the parcel returned from the slush.

I got the rejection letter in the mail Monday, but just wasn't in the mood to talk about it until today. The novel got a very good rejection (a letter with comments and a compliment, rather than a form rejection), but it's still a rejection. Oddly, I'm just fine with that: I'm not as in love with that book as I used to be, and I think the current one will be much, much better.

So it has officially become my first trunk book. Let's hope I don't write too many in that category...


Mar. 13th, 2007 03:57 am (UTC)
Stevenson, not Housman, right?
If your title refers to the parody of "Home is the sailor, home from the sea," that's Robert Louis Stevenson, not A. E. Housman. Or are you playing off some interim Housman parody of the Stevenson verse?

-- Allen Varney
Mar. 15th, 2007 07:39 am (UTC)
Re: Stevenson, not Housman, right?
No, it's not a parody, but it is a clear nod to the Stevenson (heck, it's name includes "RLS", so Housman isn't hiding his influence here). I stumbled across it, and since it was Housman that reminded me, I stuck with that. It goes:


Home is the sailor, home from sea:
Her far-borne canvas furled
The ship pours shining on the quay
The plunder of the world.

Home is the hunter from the hill:
Fast in the boundless snare
All flesh lies taken at his will
And every fowl of air.

'Tis evening on the moorland free,
The starlit wave is still:
Home is the sailor from the sea,
The hunter from the hill.

Stevenson's Requiem is:

Under the wide and starry sky,
Dig the grave and let me lie.
Glad did I live and gladly die
And I laid me down with a will.

This be the verse you grave for me:
Here he lies where he longed to be,
Home is the sailor, home from sea,
And the hunter home from the hill.

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