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Welcome to the Sunday Writing Prompt – October 8, 2017 –
So this week, I’m offering you a poem for consideration. Read it, sit with it – revel in it – and then, create from it.
Perhaps a certain line speaks to you? Copy it and use it in whatever you create – poem, short story, flash fiction etc. Ex. “I love the handful of the earth you are.”
Maybe there are certain word phrases that you think are over the moon and set your pulse racing? Choose these words and walk into the wild from there. Ex. wide eyes, extinguished constellations – gather and group them and see what happens? This new selection/collection could lead you to leap into a blazing trail of words.
Take another direction altogether and have a conversation with the poem, write a response to it, as if you are answering the poet.
The sky is endless, so have fun and let yourself enjoy the process – and the poem.
You have a week to create. Please include the tags MLMM or Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and Sunday Writing Prompt. Link up with Mr. Linky and leave your links and pingbacks here.
Enjoy the writings of your fellow travellers 🙂
So here’s your poem:
Sonnet XVI by Pablo Neruda
I love the handful of the earth you are.
Because of its meadows, vast as a planet,
I have no other star. You are my replica
of the multiplying universe
Your wide eyes, are the only light I know
from extinguished constellations;
your skin throbs like the streak
of a meteor through rain.
Your hips were that much of the moon for me;
your deep mouth and its delights, that much sun;
your heart, fiery with its long red rays,
was that much ardent light, like honey in the shade.
So I pass across your burning form, kissing
you – compact and planetary, my dove, my globe.