"James Tiptree Jr. - Love is the Plan the Plan is Death" - читать интересную книгу автора (Tiptree James Jr)

t began to bind you up!
Oh yes! Oh yes! My special hands that had no use, now all unfurled and
engorged and alive, never stopping the working in the strong juice of my
jawsthey began to bind you, passing over and around and beneath you, every
moment piercing me with fear and joy. I wound among your darling little limbs,
into your inmost delicate recesses, gently swathing and soothing you, winding
and binding until you became a shining jewel. Mine!
-But you responded. I know that now. We know! Oh yes, in your fierce
struggles, shyly you helped me,

always at the end each strand fell sweetly into place . . . Winding you,
binding you, loving Leelyloo! . . . How our bodies moved in our first weaving
song! I , feel it even now, I melt with excitement! How I wove the silk about
you, tying each tiny limb, making you perfectly helpless. How fearlessly you
gazed up at me, your terrifying captor! You! You were never frightened, as I'm
not frightened now. Isn't it strange, my loveling? This sweetness that floods
our bodies when we yield to the Plan. Great is the Plan! Fear it, fight `
it-but hold the sweetness yet.
Sweetly began our lovetime, when first I became your new true Mother,
never to cast you out. How I fed you and caressed and tended and fondled you!
What a responsibility it is to be a Mother. Anxiously I carried you furled in
my secret arms, savagely I drove off all intruders, even the harmless banlings
in the grass, in fear every moment that you were stifled or crushed!
And all the warm nights long, how I cared for your helpless little body,
carefully releasing each infant limb, flexing and stretching it, cleaning
every scarlet morsel of you with my giant tongue, nibbling your . baby claws
with my terrible teeth, revelling in your baby hum, pretending to devour you
while you shrieked with glee, Li! Lilili! Love-lili, Leelylee! But .: the
greatest joy of all We spoke!
We spoke together, we two! We -communed, we shared, we poured ourselves
one into the other. Love, how we stammered and stumbled at the first, you in
your strange Mother-tongue and I in mine! How we blended our singing
wordlessly and then with words, until more and more we came to see with each
other's eyes, to hear, to taste, to feel the world of each. f other, until I
became Leelyloo and you became Moggadeet, until finally we became together a
new thing, Moggadeet-Leely, Lilliloo-Mogga, LiliMoggaloolydeet!
Oh love, are we the first? Have others loved with their whole selves? Oh sad
thinking, that lovers before us have left no trace. Remember us! Will you
remember, my adored, though Moggadeet has spoiled everything and the cold
grows? If only I could hear you speak once more, my red, my innocent one. You
are remembering, your body tells me you remember even now. Softly, hold me
softly yet. Hear your Moggadeet!

You told me how it was being you, yourself, tiny redling-Lilliloo. Of your
Mother, your dreams, your baby joys and fears. And I told you mine, and all my
learnings in the world since the day when my own Mother

Hear me, my heartmate! Time runs away.

'-On the last day of my childhood my Mother called us all under her.