Everything I do is stitched with its color.
– W.S. Merwin, from “Separation”
Good evening, Pub Poets! Lisa here to welcome you to Prosery: the prompt where we write prose based on some given lines of poetry. This can be flash-fiction or creative non-fiction, but it cannot exceed 144 words in total (not including the title) and must not be poetry (no versification, line breaks, metre, etc.)
Before getting into the nitty gritty of today’s prompt and poet who wrote it, a reminder:
OLN LIVE will be on Thursday, January 19th from 3 to 4 PM EST . . . AND . . . on Saturday, January 21st from 10 to 11 AM EST. Come to the dVerse home page on Thursday and/or Saturday and click on the appropriate link that will take you to the live session. All are welcome across all time zones! Come to simply listen and meet poets from around the globe OR come and read a poem of your choice. We’re a very friendly bunch so we hope you’ll join us at one or both sessions. Mark your calendars now!
Onward! I did a little surfing for Mary Oliver lines as I received one of her poetry books for Christmas. Then I browsed for January-themed quotes in goodreads, but it was difficult to sort the authors from the poets. Finally I did a random search and came across this fellow’s poem and heard the ding, “winner!” Searching through the dVerse archives using his last name, I see his poems have been used multiple times and are there for you to see if you wish. (Use the search box at the top of the main page and type Merwin in it.) The poem this one came from has not been used, so it’s fair game. Also, none of the other posts included his biography. After reading a few of his poems and his biography, I now want to learn more about this talented and passionate poet.
Wikipedia introduces Merwin with:
William Stanley Merwin (b. 9/30/27 – d. 3/15/19) was an American poet who wrote more than fifty books of poetry and prose, and produced many works in translation. During the 1960s anti-war movement, Merwin’s unique craft was thematically characterized by indirect, unpunctuated narration. In the 1980s and 1990s, his writing influence derived from an interest in Buddhist philosophy and deep ecology. Residing in a rural part of Maui, Hawaii, he wrote prolifically and was dedicated to the restoration of the island’s rainforests.Merwin received many honors, including the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1971 and 2009; the National Book Award for Poetry in 2005, and the Tanning Prize—one of the highest honors bestowed by the Academy of American Poets—as well as the Golden Wreath of the Struga Poetry Evenings. In 2010, the Library of Congress named him the 17th United States Poet Laureate.
Poet Edward Hirsch wrote that Merwin
is one of the greatest poets of our age. He is a rare spiritual presence in American life and letters (the Thoreau of our era).
Now that you know a little about this illustrious wordsmith, it’s time to decide if you want to meet the challenge of writing prosery to his following line of poetry:
Everything I do is stitched with its color.
Here’s how to take part in the Prosery Prompt:
• Write a piece of flash fiction or other prose up of up to or exactly 144 words, including the given line from the poem.
• Post your Prosery piece on your blog and link back to this post.
• Place the link to your actual post (not your blog url) on the Mister Linky page.
• Don’t forget to check the little box to accept use/privacy policy.
• Please visit other blogs and comment on their posts!
top embroidered image by Lauren DiCioccio
Merwin’s photo image link
Hi Lisa thank you very much for hosting today. I have to leave for the eye surgeon in 30 minutes, so I don’t know if I’ll be able to participate in this prompt, but if I am able I will. Thank you again my friend.
oh dear, Rob. Hoping all is okay and will be okay. Please stop by OLN LIVE on either Thursday or Saturday….would love to see you even if you’re not up to reading aloud. Take care, friend!
Hope it is nothing too serious and you are feeling better soon, Rob!
Thank you Lil, Merril. I am having some retinal hemorrhaging affecting my eyesight, owing to my advancing diabetes. This is the first of 8 injections, 4 in each of my eyes, to hopefully halt the advance of the condition. I wrote the first quick draft of this piece before I left for the surgeon. The pain pills have me feeling very mellow, so I have finished it. Here it is.
Oh gosh. I hope all goes well for you Rob.
Rob, glad you are taking steps to halt the degeneration of your sight. Having an injection in your eye cannot feel good. Glad they gave you pain pills. I read your poem a bit ago and was bowled over by how good it is.
Good evening all and thank you Lisa for the inspirational line. I’m afraid I have to post and run this evening as I’m not feeling well, but I will be back in the morning to read and comment.
Hey Kim! You’re welcome on the inspirational line. Please take care and feel better soon ❤
Thank Lisa. I’m up after a better night’s sleep and ready to read and comment.
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Feel better, Kim!
Thank you Lill. I just got up and am ready to read and comment,
Hello Rob and All! I’m hosting today. Rob, surgeon’s steady hands today and a quick recovery, my friend!
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Can I have a pint of brown ale if you have any… I went totally dark with my prose.
Welcome, Bjorn. One pint of brown ale in a chilled mug coming right up. I just read yours and see that! Cheers!
Thanks for the amazing line for this prompt, Lisa. I went the fantasy route….funny how the pen just sort of moves at times to places you cannot imagine. 🙂
Welcome, Lillian. I love what you did with the prompt. Your Muse knows the way…
PS: Hope to see lots of dVersers at OLN LIVE on either Thursday or Saturday!
Hi Lisa and all–It is such a beautiful line, Lisa. Thank you! It seemed a shame to pop it into my piece. 🙂
Welcome, Merril! Happy you are pleased by the chosen line. Every story I’ve read so far has been delightful and I’m sure yours will be also. Care for liquid refreshment or a snack from the magic cupboard?
I think just coffee and biscotti right now. Thank you!
One coffee and biscotti coming right up. You’re welcome and Cheers!
Thank you!
A challenging line, Lisa. I will see what I can come up with this evening! How about a chocolate root beer float!?
Welcome, Dwight! Happy you feel challenged by the quote and will look for your prosery later. One chocolate root beer float, in a tall frosted mug, coming right up. I had to look that recipe up and it sounds delicious, so I’m making two, one for me and one for you. Cheers!
Hi, Lisa, thanks for hosting. May I have a hot chocolate, it’s freezing in here! Lovely line of poetry you’ve chosen. So many possibilities.
Welcome, Jay! One tall mug of hot chocolate coming right up. Thank you very much and happy you like the chosen line of poetry. Cheers!
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Thank you, Li, for hosting. You’ve chosen a wonderful line and I enjoyed writing to it. 🙂
Welcome, Kitty, and my pleasure. Glad you like the chosen line to write to 🙂
Thanks, Lisa. I’m a bit later than everyone else. Time zone and no early access, etc.
Welcome, Misky! So glad you made it. Your poem took me to a lovely place ❤
I’m glad.
Hi Lisa, everyone, thank you for the introducing Merwin, what a line! And what a prompt for our prosery.
Welcome, Paul! Would you care for your usual, whisky? I’m guessing yes and pouring two, one for you and one for me. Cheers!
I wanted to participate in this but ran out of time Lisa. I loved the line you chose. ☺️🌺
Welcome, Christine! Glad you dropped in to say hi. Can I get you a liquid refreshment or a snack??
Excellent quote. (K)
Thanks, Kerfe, I think so also.
Am two days late/ the quote is great/ too late for drink/ Kingfishers stink…/ May you be well, Li/sa (Msjadeli)
Welcome and thank you for the charming ditty, Kathy 🙂
can’t wait to read them all.. love the theme. Stitched we ll are together in verse while we weave our stories in verse.. Nice Lisa! ❣️
Thank you, Cindy. I wish you would write to this prompt!
How cute are you Lisa.. Thank you.. that was really sweet of you. you know I don’t do prompts but because you asked I just wrote this really quick. It s silly fun which I always appreciate to have a bit of fun.. I’ll just drop it here.. hope it’s ok .. xo ( I’m bad at this stuff so many have missed the directions)
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I stitched my soul to Peter Pan hoping he might come alive and be mine. Instead, I found his shadow, who never left his side. Tinkerbell was always there, to whisper in his ear, while I darned socks, p.j’s and woolen caps to tuck everyone in at night. I was downright frumpy, but I always had his back. But just when I thought I was kind of close to getting his attention, she lit a spark and sprinkled fairy dust to blind his vision. She even went as far as to almost die. Although I never liked the little biotch, I was there at her side and we sang the song that woke us “if you believe in Fairies then clap your hands. She came alive and we stitched a hitch with a triple wedding and left Captain Hook to fend for himself.
LOL, what a delightful spin you took Peter Pan & Crew on here, Cindy. Thank you playing along ❤
hahaha.. I just went with what’s there and I’m certain I missed all of the rules but it was so much fun to go for a little spin. 💞 Thanks Lisa❣️
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Hey Jade, thanks for the interesting Prosery Prompt. Just posted my contribution over on Mr. Linky there. Hope you all enjoy the read! 🙏🙏🤞😁📖
Welcome, Ken. Glad you made it to the party. Can I get you any liquid refreshment or a snack from the magic cupboard? Just finished reading your wonderfully blue poem.
Glad I could make it! 😁 Oh, just a plain ol’ cuppa tea for me right now, thanks Jade! 🙏
One hot cup of tea, coming right up. Cheers!
Much obliged! 😊🙏
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