Hi, Everyone. It’s Merril. Welcome to Prosery Monday!
For the dVerse Prosery prompt, we write prose that includes a line from a poem. This line is given in the prompt—you do not choose it. So, you are being challenged to write a piece of flash fiction with a beginning, middle, and end. But you are to do it succinctly—after all, we are poets. Your Prosery piece must not exceed 144 words.
The world seems strange and off-kilter lately–yet, daffodils are popping up around here, the birds are singing, and the trees are budding. Today is between the Ides of March and St. Patrick’s Day. Maybe that means something; maybe it doesn’t.
For today’s prompt, you must use the following line:
“I don’t know why I was surprised every time love started or ended.”
You are allowed to change the punctuation in the given line. This line comes from Jane Hirshfield’s poem, “I wanted to be surprised.” You can read the full poem here.
Here’s how to take part in the Prosery Prompt:
– Write a piece of flash fiction of up to or exactly 144 words, including the given line.
– Post your Prosery piece on your blog and link back to this post.
– Place the link to your actual post in the Mister Linky site.
– Don’t forget to check the little box to accept use/privacy policy
– Please visit other blogs and comment on their posts.
I’ve been off and on dVerse lately, but I will respond to every post for this prompt. Remember you are to write prose, incorporate the given line, and use no more than 144 words. Surprise me.
Hi, dVerse Poets! I made it home in time, and the pub is open! Fortunately, it’s a virtual pub, so we can maintain our social distance while still interacting. I hope all of you are well. Do you need a drink? I made more Hamantaschen, too–so help yourself.
I wear Latex gloves and sit in the corner… love the virtual way of connecting. Wonder how long it will be.
Yes. NJ schools are closing now, and there’s a curfew tonight–then most businesses are closed indefinitely.
In Sweden we are more relaxed when it comes to rules… mostly people keep inside though… and I have been working from home for two weeks now (by my own choice) Schools are still open (actually the hospitals wouldn’t work without children being at school) … but mostly self-restraint and advice.
I enjoyed writing to this quote. It actually wrote itself this time.
Oh, good! I will be by in a minute to read. I’m dealing with some family calls.
Hello Merril and All. It’s grey and chilly here, with our town pretty much on an enforced at-home vacation. No green in sight unless you count the anemic-looking grass. Hamantaschen (had to look it up) looks so tasty! I’ll take a few please to eat with my hot coffee. Intriguing prompt quote. Hoping I can do it justice!
Hi. I’ll pass the Hamantaschen through. I’m sure you will do justice to the quote.
Thank you.
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Good evening all! I’m glad you made it home OK, Merril, and thanks for the prompt. I enjoyed the poem immensely.
Speaking about social interaction, I spent the day alone at home, having self-isolated due to a sore throat, headache, muscle aches and a slight temperature, which started on Saturday morning after my trip back from my daughter’s. I’m glad I made it when I did, as from today the UK is closing down. Supermarket shelves are empty, we’re being urged to work from home, no going to pubs, restaurants, cinemas, theatre and so on, although schools haven’t closed as yet.
I’m with you on the prompt quote, Björn, I enjoyed it, and mine wrote itself too.
I’m sorry you have grey and chilly weather, Jade-Lisa. Our sunny weather has been the only thing that kept me going today, beside writing my prose and cleaning my kitchen – and our cats, of course. I also had two online chats with Ellen and Lucas.
We have much the same here in Sweden… life is a bit in limbo. I need to reread the Plague by Camus, but I still remember how life just stopped until the disease was gone…
Have you read Station Eleven? It’s about life after a pandemic.
Yes, I read it a few years ago. I really enjoyed it.
I hope you feel better soon, Kim. Yes, it’s getting like that here. I’ve been on the phone with sisters about my mom (which is why I’ve been delayed here).
Thank you, Merril. I hope your mom’s OK.
Thanks, Kim. She’s safe–about all we can do for now.
Kim, I hope you are quickly on the mend. Happy you had a chance to see Ellen and Lucas.
Thanks Jade. It’s weird not knowing when we’ll see each other again. – a situation so many of us are in. I’ve been watching the deer in our garden this morning, and the cats watching them too. At least I can get out in the garden.
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Hi All- a bit late- I was fighting the crowds at the grocery store. I hear they’ve closed all schools statewide here. It’s so wonderful to come here, and be able to be among friends, no matter how far away. Thank you all for your presence! I will work on something now.
You’re not late. I’ve been dealing with family calls–daughter calling on her way home from school (today was the last day till who knows?), heading to the liquor store. 😉 Sisters calling about my mom who is in a nursing facility. . . Yes, crazy time
Wild.
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hi Merril thanks for dropping by to read mine. I edited to 143 words 😊
Happy Monday everyone
Much❤love
A great prompt, Merrill. Thanks for the inspiration.
You’re welcome. I’m so pleased you like it!
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Hello Merril!
A little later in the day than I thought I’d get to it, but with all the craziness going on in NYC these days, and the escalating madness of it all, perhaps it is good that I got to any of this at all! 🙂
All’s well here, just nuts.
Here’s to the sanity of writing (if we can call it that!) 😉
Left my link with the linky-thingy.
May I please have a long drink of fizzy lemonade?
Na’ama
https://naamayehuda.com/2020/03/16/flurries-on-the-wind/
Hi Na’ama! Crazy here in NJ, too! I go to bed early, so I’m just seeing this now. But I’ll pass your fizzy lemonade through. 🙂
Whew … I was worried you’ll “no bars open” me … 😉
😂
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Good Evening All, I am posting a bit late but, I will be around tomorrow to finish reading. It’s been a crazy day as I sort through all the madness. I needed to escape into the arms of poetry.
The link is open for a few days, so you’re not late at all. 🙂
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Thank you Merril, a wonderful and provocative line.
Thank you, Paul.
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Sascha, your site wont let me make a comment. Could you please check your spam folder and see if it went in there? It disappeared and after that wont let me leave another. This happens with me and wordpress too often. I resonated with your poem very much. Such a traumatic event for a child to experience. I am so sorry.
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Hi Merril,
Finally got something done 😊
Thanks for hosting.
Pat
Hi Merril,
Finally got something done 😊
Thanks for hosting.
Pat
You’re welcome, Pat! I’ll be by to read in a bit.
Hello, Merril,
Thank you very much for a wonderful idea and invitation to the writers’ room.
I guess that I’m running late with my writing. Anyway, I’m posting the link to my blog.
https://iriniblogger.wordpress.com/2020/03/19/musing/
Hi. Thank you for joining in the fun. Please add the link to the Mister Linky, so everyone can read your story, and you will find everyone else’s links there, too.
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Good Afternoon, Poets! Sorry I’m so late, Merril, and thank you for the compelling Prosery Prompt! 🙂
Hi Frank. Thank you. I’m pleased you could join us.