John M. Ford, 1957-2006

[eldritchhobbit]

R.I.P., science fiction and fantasy author John M. Ford.

Sonnet: Against Entropy

The worm drives helically through the wood
And does not not know the dust left in the bore
Once made the table integral and good;
And suddenly the crystal hits the floor.
Electrons find their paths in subtle ways,
A massless eddy in a trail of smoke;
The names of lovers, light of other days --
Perhaps you will not miss them. That's the joke.
The universe winds down. That's how it's made.
But memory is everything to lose;
Although some of the colors have to fade,
Do not believe you'll get the chance to choose.
Regret, by definition, comes too late;
Say what you mean. Bear witness. Iterate.

-John M. Ford

(Thanks to agentxpndble for the news.)

Comments

[melissagay.livejournal.com]

Oh, no!!! Sadness. We will remember.

[eldritchhobbit.livejournal.com]

Isn't it sad? :( But you're quite right - we will remember. And reread!

[karmaku.livejournal.com]

Oh no. Hmm.

[eldritchhobbit.livejournal.com]

Sad, isn't it?

[kangeiko]

Noooo! He was one of my favourite Trek authors; he created the Klingons for me!!

[eldritchhobbit.livejournal.com]

Yes - exactly! You said it.

[terrylj.livejournal.com]

His "How Much For Just the Planet" is still one of my favorite Trek books ever.

[eldritchhobbit.livejournal.com]

Mine too! Only he could pull off a musical comedy for Trek.

[gilda-elise.livejournal.com]

So sad. I'd only recently bought his "The Dragon Waiting," and looked forward to a fascinating read.

[eldritchhobbit.livejournal.com]

Very sad indeed! I'm thankful we have his books to read (and reread!) and enjoy.