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![]() ![]() Week 1 (Feb 1 - 7) ![]() I need to reconnect. To that end I do the Weekly Goals Challenge to force me to reconnect with myself and others. I have nothing to look forward to in February here in Montana. My heart beats elsewhere and my legs want to travel in the opposite direction. ![]() I go from room to room to... I only have two rooms. I have to wear a mask to go out in the hallway, to go down the 42 stairs, to use the toilet. I don't always take a shower to lessen my risk. I pee in a cup and dump it in the sink and run the water... I have a very 'small' existence. I do see friends sometimes around noon and shop for groceries once a week. This has been my life for almost a year. ![]() Nothing. I'm wating for Godot. Will I get a covid shot before it gets me? ![]() Little things cheer me up for moments. Sunshine or snow can cheer me up. Sunshine last week. Today it snowed on my way back from the store. ![]() I seldom laugh. I don't seek out laugher. "C'est tellement mystérieux, le pays des larmes." — Antoine de Saint-Exupéry. ![]() Ha. Ha. ![]() I can't get into reading. I'm still not finished with "Autumn Letters" which I should have no problem with. I understand the place and time. I even lived in Nebraska a few years after the setting. I'm nothing like the 4 main characters but I understand Mark and Hubbard better than Hurley and Nell. It's basically a coming of age story. Autumn letters are those letters you write but never send. I have a 5,162 page journal to attest to that.
I may never receive a call or letter from someone I love dearly; that is what I'd really love to get. Substitutes don't make up for it. I don't like secrets because so much was hidden from me growing up. So, no, I don't want a secret admirer and it would only hurt me deeply. I may very well have had secret admirers in the past that gave up and kept their secret. A couple weren't secret and we sorted it out when I said no. For
"Invalid Item" ![]() Mini-critique: I'm not convinced the 3 line stanza works. Imho, it would be better with all line breaks taken out, all capitalization removed, attention to rhythm and flow, and natural line breaks put back in to make a very nice free form poem. Also the one 'is' and many of the 'the's can be eliminated (maybe 'stalk BY day/night'?). One of the 'moves on' needs to go, imo. It hasn't been edited since posted in 2017. I needs a second glance as it's only a 3.9 'as is' and it promises more. Prompt: Write about twilight. Le crépuscule des larmes. L'heure du lâcher prise. La tenue. C'est comme ça avec moi. Bonjour tristesse... tous les matins du monde. I have always loved spring and autumn. My hour is the moment when the sunset fades and twilight gathers. I am not the child of the dawn, the happy playful sprite of winter or summer. I'm a ghost that prefers shadows that know my name and never mock me. Watched these being made by a ghost so I googled and now need to make 99. 3.661 |