Greetings from what, this weekend, seems to be late spring here in Texas. This is the curtain behind which I feel last year was lived (and this year, with exceptions, is as well) and I'm very interested to see what might lie on the other side. Or what lurks on this side. :)
-- Chrissa
Mornin' all!
ReplyDeleteHappy Saturday Helen and everyone!
ReplyDeleteThis is a strong prompt Chrissa. I embraced your perspective that this was the curtain, behind which last year’s pandemic began and roared forth to still dominate the world; behind which racism showed its full ugly face in the US; and behind which an attempt for a fascist, right-wing coup was building last year, in a soil of deliberately undermining lies — and exploded in February this year in Washington DC. This is a bold prompt, but lotsa’ fodder for powerful writing, IMHO. Thank you Chrissa, and happy weekend all!
ReplyDeleteHappy Weekend Rob! So glad that Chrissa's prompt spoke to you so loudly. I do love the perspective questions it evokes. (Great prompt Chrissa!) I look forward to reading everyone's different takes on it.
DeleteThank you for hosting. I went with the green. Zander
ReplyDeleteGreat prompt, Chrissa! I'm sure my take is not what you intended... but such is poetry.
ReplyDeleteGlad you both are here Zander and Charley. Heading over in a bit to read.
ReplyDeleteSending out my all-purpose qbit-locating ray.
ReplyDeleteA very good image to write to, Chrissa.
ReplyDeleteI love it too Jade. Many directions to go with it!
DeleteMy blurry eyes saw this as tall pine trees when I wrote my poem this morning. A closer look this evening told me it wasn't, but I feel it is the words I needed to write. Thank you for the inspiration.
ReplyDeleteGlad it was inspiration for your lovely words Susie, and we all can see different things with a prompt anyway....be it pine trees, curtains, green, or a closed window, and the list goes on and on. :-)
DeleteLate, but still Sunday!
ReplyDeleteWe are glad you are here Qbit, early or late does not matter. :-)
DeleteIs it hard to write a romance poem after studying your pretty curtains? I guess setting the stage with the curtains rustling with the breeze, their assorted greens blending with the trees, . . . ??
ReplyDeleteReally though, my imagine came through as did others of us. I hope you are alright after the storm and outages and also the COVID-19. Thanks for hosting.
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