Hi Toads! I sit here on the eve of Valentine’s Day contemplating what it actually means to pour those little chalky hearts out of their cloudy plastic bag, and give someone a teeny dusty purple one, red-inked, “I’m Yours.”
| (Textual analysis that, as is typical, involves reading commentary, not hearts.) |
After much textual analysis, I have decided that all those candy phrases--"be mine," "I'm yours," "Cutie Pie," are promises of a sort, however delible the ink may be: a vow to be yours, a vow to accept you as mine, a promise to think of the recipient as cute. (For at least a day or two.)
As I write this, the mountains where I live are laden with snow.
And it's already dark out.
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| Don't worry--I don't truly live in a nest, but it may hold promise for some. |
Which leads me to the prompt, so beautifully illustrated by the end of Robert Frost’s poem, “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening”:
“The woods are lovely, dark and deep
But I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.”
Promises! Given. Exacted. Kept. Broken. Slept on. (Or through.)
But I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.”
Promises! Given. Exacted. Kept. Broken. Slept on. (Or through.)
Your task, should you choose to accept it, is to write something born out of a promise. This can be a promise of yours or of someone else, or of some remembered or imagined someone else. Or of a remembered or imagined you!
| Maybe write about the promises of vampire elephants. |
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| Or non-vampire elephants. |
Please do not feel bound to write a Valentine’s poem, or a poem that relates to love. You can if you wish simply write about an experience or day or object that seems particularly promising, or unpromising; a poem, if you will, about anticipation or disappointment.
And now because Shay likes them, here's one more elephant, who has a big heart but also looks a little disappointed to me. (Valentine's Day perhaps not great for all!) Originally done as a print on glass--
Finally, I want to give a shout-out to Kerry O'Connor who's done so very much to make me, Manicddaily, a/k/a Karin Gustafson, a/k/a Outlawyer, feel welcome--and whose work and online presence have really helped me keep my own work going. Thanks also to all of you.
(And lastly, for those who don't know me--the pics are mine. Sometime I am going to post a prompt with pictures to write about--I wasn't considering any of these are particularly promising in that area, but you are certainly free to use them, with attribution.)
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