Lillian here, delighted to host Prosery Monday!
WARNING: As our name indicates, dVerse has for the past 9 years been a place where folks from across the globe share their poetry with each other. However, Prosery Mondays are different! Instead of poetry, we take the prompt, and insert it word-for-word, into a piece of prose that can be no more than 144 words in length. It can be what is commonly called flash-fiction. Or we can delve into memoir or nonfiction. BUT, the key is, it is NOT poetry! There are three caveats for Prosery Mondays at dVerse: 1) we must write prose, not poetry; 2) it must be succinct: no more than 144 words; and 3) we must include the prompt line, word for word, in the body of the prose.
So – now that we’ve got all that out of the way – on with today’s prosery prompt!
I don’t know how all of you are feeling in these Covid-days or should I say Covid-daze, but I am definitely feeling a bit discombobalized! My day planner has lots of writing in it: dVerse is noted on Mondays, Tuesdays and Thursdays; and then there are events and travel plans listed all the way through December – but they’re all scratched out! Deleted. Poof. Gone. So for me, the days tend to blend into each other. We’ve had no company in our condo since March 11th. Other than a weekly walk to the grocery (we don’t own a car) and daily walks on routes planned so we see very few joggers and bike riders, we are hunkered down. We live in Boston and we are blessed that Covid numbers are stable and low in Massachusetts. The state has opened slowly and we are now in Phase 3. That means in-door dining, and the possibility of going to the movies, a museum, the gym — but with very strict rules and regulations. Being in our seventh decade, we’ve chosen to do none of that. We are hunkered down. And so there is a sameness to every day. And I fear I’m developing what some might call mush-brain. I find myself pondering over whether to have peanut butter on toast or just butter-toast for breakfast!
So now here we are – and I’m to pick a line from a poem that will be the Prosery prompt for today. No problem picking the poem. I chose my all-time favorite: Carl Sandburg’s Jazz Fantasia. Although I did also contemplate using his Chicago (click on links to read full poems). But, Jazz Fantasia it is! And now I have to choose a line. Just one. But. . . which one? Butter-toast or peanut butter on toast? Some mornings I give up and use both. So why not today? I’ve selected TWO lines from Jazz Fantasia – and YOU CAN PICK ONE! Remember, you must use one of these lines, word for word, in your prose piece of 144 words or less. Choose 1) “Moan like an autumn wind high in the lonesome treetops” OR choose 2) “a red moon rides on the humps of the low river hills”. Be certain to give credit to Carl Sandburg’s Jazz Fantasia for the line, somewhere in your post.
New to dVerse? Here’s what to do:
- Write a piece of prose (flash fiction, memoir, nonfiction) that is 144 words or less and includes, word-for-word, ONE of the lines given above. Do give credit somewhere on your post that the lines are from Carl Sandburg’s Jazz Fantasia. Do NOT write a poem!
- Post your composition Mr. Linky below and to your blog, with its exact URL.
- REMEMBER to either TAG dVerse in your post, or include a link at the end of your post that leads readers back to dVerse (https://dversepoets.com).
- If there is no Tag or link back to dVerse, I will gently remind you to add it or remove your post from Mr. Linky. Sorry to be so harsh…..but this is just part of the requirements AND it will bring you more readers and lead more folks to dVerse so they can participate as well!
Happy Prosery Monday everyone! Heat index in Boston says it feels like 101 degrees outside. Just stepped out on the balcony before logging in….and boy does it! So I’m offering iced tea, and lots of different cold alcoholic beverages as well. Could even rustle up an iced coffee. So come on in….and cool off. Looking forward to reading your posts today!
Hello Lillian, thanks for hosting. I think it’s completely fine to get confused over breakfast, my mom often ask me when she can’t decide what to cook up for us everyday😂. It’s just all in your head, these negative thoughts, please don’t give power to them and feel well 🙂 I love both the poems you’ve mentioned and the prompts are amazing. I’ll be submitting my prose/flash fiction in a few hours.
I see I’ve posted my comment in the wrong thread🤦♂️ sorry..
Hello Lillian and All. Very evocative lines to choose from that will generate great stories! You’ve got some major heat going on there in Boston, Lillian. It’s about 80F here with a slight breeze so not too bad today. Hoping to mow the lawn later or tomorrow. A tall glass of iced tea sounds perfect.
Iced tea coming right up! In this weather, we’re grateful to live in a high-rise with no lawns to mow! I do have flowering plants on our deck and must keep them watered and misted in this kind of heat. Nice to see you at the pub today!
Thanks, Lillian. Cheers!
Hi Everyone, and thank you for hosting, Lillian. We’re having the same type of weather. It was already in the 80s and felt like a steam bath at 5:30 this morning, so I skipped my morning walk. Something cool would be delightful.
Marguerita on the rocks or a gin and tonic perhaps? Yes — no need to go to a spa for a sauna in weather like this! Of course, in this covid-age, I’m not going to our gym even though it recently reopened. Stay cool! 🙂
I will not do inside anything–definitely not back to the gym. Maybe a margarita in bit–after I’ve done some writing. 😉
Good evening all! Thank you for the choice of lines in this engaging prompt, Lill! Although it’s slightly chilly this evening, and I’m wearing a cardigan., we still have some sunshine in the garden. A Baileys coffee for me, please. 🙂
mmmmm…..One of my favorite drinks on a chilly night! Maybe if I turn our air conditioners way way up I could go for that kind of drink! 🙂 and just ignore that hot hot sunshine outside that has plants wilting!
Glad to see you here, Kim.
Linda Lee Lyberg said:
Hello Lillian and all- Fantastic lines Lillian, and thanks for hosting! I’ll have to give some thought to this. Had a doctor appointment this morning and was unable to write. I hope you are all well, it’s hot here too- they are predicting 107, and right now it is 105. It’s monsoon season but we’ve yet to get a good long rain, only sprinklings here and there. My garden is looking so sad. No matter how much you water in this heat, it’s never enough.
oooooh thank goodness for airconditioning! Take it easy, Linda…..glad you like the prompt. You can write to it any time….that’s the beauty of having OLN scheduled so many Thursdays! I often take not of prompts I miss and then use them later. Rest…know many care.
Linda Lee Lyberg said:
Thank you Lillian. It’s wonderful to know that.
Frank J. Tassone said:
Good Afternoon, Storytellers! Thank you, Lillian, for the inspiring lines, and for holding down the pub today! 🙂
Always glad to hand out libations at the pub! Good to see you here, Frank.
Jedediah Smith said:
Great poem, great lines. I was listening to jazz when your prompt came up so I stuck with jazz as the subject.
Just read your poem before seeing you here in the pub itself. LOVE that you stayed within the jazz scene and mention some of the greats as well! Since you like jazz, you might enjoy reading a poem I wrote a while back for my son-in-law who is a composer.
Jedediah Smith said:
Hey, that’s a terrific poem! Full of strong verbs and images like that wingspan of a hawk.
Really enjoyed this activity. Thank you for the prompt. https://janbeek.blog/2020/07/20/successful-independence-day/ Have a Happy, healthy Monday evening. Virtual Hugs to you, Lillian. ❤
Time for dinner and leaving the pub till the morning. Key is under the mat, as always. Please come on in, enjoy a libation and leave your post so I can enjoy in the morning. The red moon is rising somewhere, indicating night fall so I shall sign off until the morning!
Hello everyone. What a fun writing event today.
I wrote a little prose piece that I hope aligns with the prompt. I’m not used to writing many prose pieces, but I shot my shot. Hahaha.
Hope everyone is doing well and had/having a great day or night!
Glad to see you here, Lucy. I had every intention of coming back to the pub early this AM. Woke up at 6 with a migraine….so it’s now 10 AM and I’m feeling much better. Just getting to answering and reading.
Beverly Crawford said:
Stay cool everyone. It seems to be steamy everywhere. We had a magnificent lightning display last night, but fortunately the storms stayed south of us. Thanks, Lillian, for jostling me out of my ennui. You did it so well my flash fiction carried me to 275 words before it stopped. It was tortuous to cut it in half. I find it frustrating to write to restrictions, be they length or format. (sigh) I think I’m a born rebel. Nonetheless, I know I can always come here for good company and stimulating conversation!
Good to see you here, Beverly! Just back to the pub at 10 AM this morning….woke up at 6 with a migraine so had to lay low for a while. Always happy to jostle someone out of ennui. Oh….and I do know what you mean about that word limit. Many a time I’ve written with a quadrille word and absolutely got so involved I forgot it was a quadrille. When the muse hits, the muse hits.
I’ll be to reading in a few minutes now. Happy Tuesday!
Na'ama Yehuda said:
Oh, I so love prosery! 🙂 Thank you for this choice of prompt. Loved the options and had to sit a moment with the two choices for one to scrabble faster up my chain of thought … 🙂 I may just have to write another, for the next … 🙂
Left my contribution with the linky thingy. Now I would very much like a cold-cold brew, if possible, one dark and rich with froth. …
Good morning! Glad you found the key under the door and stopped in. I’ll be reading in just a few moments. For any dVerse prompt except a Thursday OLN, you can post more than one poem. So go ahead and give the second line a shot. The more the merrier! 🙂
Na'ama Yehuda said:
Yeah, thanks for the key. It was nice and cool inside the pub and quite too steamy hot outside. Lovely place to stop a moment. 🙂
As for the second helping — I might just … 😉
wow thanks for the intro Lillian, I love jazz and Sandburg’s poetry resonates deeply!
Many many many years ago, I taught 10th grade English in rural Iowa (32 to a graduating senior class). I did a poetry unit and added to the textbook we had. I always added Langston Hughes and Jazz Fantasia. When we did Jazz Fantasia, I divided the room into two groups, assigned the lines, and we read it aloud….really getting into the sounds! Read it aloud and you can really stretch out that OOZE and say BANG fast and loud. The class always rolled their eyes in that inimitable teenager way when I announced what we were going to do and then found themselves really into it and enjoying it! It has always been my favorite poem. Glad you like it!
and even more so now knowing your connection with it and I can easily believe it brought so much joy to those pesky teens!
Hi Lillian – just back from a socially isolated week on a narrow boat. I’m up early to post this, plan to read later on. You gave a difficult choice – thank you for a dark and delicious prompt. It’s good to hear you’re being careful. We’ve still a way to go, I think.
A socially isolated week on a narrow boat sounds wonderful! We’ve debated about our annual two weeks to Provincetown that we always take in mid-September. The unit we rent is right on the ocean….at high tide the waves can lap up to the third step up to our deck. There are very very few people on the beach at that time of year…..it’s two weeks after the end of their “tourist” season. We’ve always taken a ferry because we don’t own a car….that would be inside and with some other people (not a lot)….then taken a taxi to our unit (another contact)…..and then walked to the big grocery store and taken a taxi back (another contact). And we’ve enjoyed eating in the restaurants 2 or 3 times a week and strolling though all the art galleries….all things we would not do now. BUT — we finally came to the decision to rent a car (HERTZ is desperate for rentals and practically fumigates every car – and we’d wipe down the inside before we got in)…..fill it with our own groceries and wine….drive the 2 hours with no stops….and enjoy our unit and just isolate there. Walks up and down the beach sound wonderful. Just not taking an elevator to our unit every day sounds wonderful. So we will do just 1 week — Tuesday to Tuesday. I’m really looking forward to it. It will probably be our only time away from Boston….from our within-walking-distance-perimeter of where we live, until next spring. I can’t imagine getting on an airplane for example, to see our son and his family in NC….which really makes me sad. But — it is the age of covid. And we are thankful for everyday we have together.
Hi Lillian, I’m new to this writing stuff. I so enjoyed your task. I’m looking forward to the next one.
Hello Lillian, just wanted to drop by again and notify you that I’ve submitted my prose. I hope you’d enjoy it.
Wonderful! I’m back at the pub…..tried to get up early (6 AM) to open with coffee on the bar but had a migraine. So just got the key out now and am tending the pub again. Will get to reading now. Glad to see you here!
Sauntering up to the bar right before last call! A couple of quick shots then I’m off to read some fabulous pieces of prose. Thanks for this prompt, Lillian!