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Hello dVerse Poets! Today is Prosery Monday, and we’re writing prose instead of poetry. Prosery is a dVerse form. To participate, you take the line of poetry that I will give you below and insert it into your prose. I would prefer using a poetic line as inspiration, but that is not the prompt! So, do make certain you give attribution for the line and the poet.
For Prosery, your prose—fiction or nonfiction—may be up to 144 words, not including the title. Some people like to make it exactly 144 words, but that is not required. You must not alter the words, change the word order, or insert words into the line. However, you may change the punctuation.
As I write this, we had a lull in winter, a taste of spring, almost summer, in fact. The temperatures were in the 70s F during mid-day and even reached into the 80s. Our snow finally melted, the crocuses are blooming, and the daffodils are starting to emerge. Today, we may get snow. Sigh.
I could have chosen so many lines from this poem, but here’s the one I finally decided on:
“It all belies
Our existence; we wait, and are still denied.”
From
“Winter-Lull” by D.H. Lawrence
https://poets.org/poem/winter-lull
The poem, first published in 1919, may allude to WWI. It seems timely now, even as we approach spring.
D.H. (David Herbert) Lawrence (1885-1930) was better known as a novelist, but his first published works were poetry. He was a controversial figure; several of his works were censored, most famously, his novel, Lady Chatterley’s Lover. He and his wife, Frieda, had to leave England during WWI because it was believed his wife had pro-German feelings.
Lawrence was influenced early on by Ezra Pound and the Imagists but went on to pursue his own path.
“Lawrence believed in writing poetry that was stark, immediate, and true to the mysterious inner force which motivated it. Many of his best-loved poems treat the physical and inner lives of plants and animals; others are bitterly satiric and express his outrage at the puritanism and hypocrisy of conventional Anglo-Saxon society. Lawrence was a rebellious and profoundly polemical writer with radical views, who regarded sex, the primitive subconscious, and nature as cures to what he considered the evils of modern industrialized society.” https://poets.org/poet/d-h-lawrence
Lawrence died of tuberculous in France at age 44.
You don’t need to know anything about D.H. Lawrence to participate. Your Prosery piece does not have to be related to his poem at all—but it does need to follow the rules described above! 😊
If you’re new to dVerse. Here’s how to participate:
–Write a piece of prose, fiction or non-fiction, up to 144-words, incorporating the given line.
–Post your story on your blog and link back to this post.
–Enter your name and the link to your post by clicking Mr. Linky below (remember to check the little box to accept the use/privacy policy).
–Read and comment on your fellow storytellers’ Prosery pieces. We all like to have our work appreciated. There will be a great variety of wonderful stories, I’m certain!
This prompt closes on Saturday, March 21 at 3:00 PM, Eastern Daylight Saving Time.
Hello, Everyone! Welcome to the pub! Right now, here is southern NJ and much of the region, we’re under a tornado watch. But not to worry, if we get a signal, just take your food and drinks to the pub basement.
We have all sorts of treats available here, and I can’t wait to read your fabulous stories!
Hello Merril and All. Thank you for the challenging line of poetry to fashion prosery around. The weather all weekend was chilly and blustering wind. Today a blizzard has covered the ground with snow again. Just as quickly as it arose, it seems to have passed but a snowstorm warning is in effect until 8 pm. Good luck in hoping the tornado does not materialize over southern NJ (or anywhere else, for that matter!) I went a little dark today with the story, but that is where the muse led me after listening to Katie Phang talk about Zorro Ranch and *pstein’s plans for it this morning.
I just read your story, Li, and it was so good and also so frightening. We are in dark times, and it’s difficult not to go there. The Zorro Ranch story is horrible. I’m glad your snow melted. We had a snowstorm on Thursday after it had been in the 80s the day before.
Thanks, Merril. The snow was gone yesterday, but today we have at least a couple of inches on the ground. Wow on 80s the day before a snowstorm. Frightening to see the extreme weather swings 😦
It is–though I have to say, it was a mood enhancer to sit outside at a winery last week.
❤
the wide leafed ceiling fan turned just slowly enough to accomplish nothing against the oppressive tropical heat. This was about the same effect Larry’s lecture was having. “it all belies our existence. we wait, and are still denied.” My head, by comparison was a minisplit. Of course you are denied, i thought. you’ve been waiting for someone else to give it to you. Nobody owes you a thing, regardless what they promise. They are so wrapped up in their own little dramas, they are unable to notice your existence. As hot as this idea seemed to me it was unable to melt Larry.
Hi Eric, do you want to post this in the Linky?
I’m happy not to be in that lecture hall! 😊
hey merril. just took a stab at it. please delete if it’s inappropriate
I don’t think it’s inappropriate.