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Prompt #134 Time counts

November 29, 2012


Time counts, really it does…

We Write Poems:
This week we’d like you to read the following (rather poetic) prose and notice how the lines develop and deliver a sense of story over change through the seasons. In your own manner and specific topic, please write a poem that gives witness to the changes of time and season. Write to create a vivid sense of that transition through your poem. Changes might be direct and obvious, or subtle, seeming unrelated perhaps, even as they are part of the experiential process anyway. So, go look at time and seasons, and use them to frame something else you want to describe.

We think that reading the following excerpt will make more clear what we’re suggesting for you to observe, and what to write.

    One month went by, and the snow vanished.
    Two months went by, and the world turned green.
    Three months went by, and flowers bloomed out of the earth.
    Four months went by, and all the twigs on all the trees in the forest grew stronger and pressed themselves together, and the birds sang so loud that the woods resounded, and the blossom fell from the trees.
    Five months went by, and the woman stood under the juniper tree. It smelled so sweet that her heart leaped in her breast, and she fell to her knees with joy.
    Six months went by, and the fruit grew firm and heavy, and the woman fell still.
    When seven months had gone by, she plucked the juniper berries and ate so many that she felt sick and sorrowful.
    After the eighth month had gone, she called her husband and said to him, weeping, ‘If I die, bury me under the juniper tree.’

excerpt from the story, “The Juniper Tree”, from
Fairy Tales from the Brothers Grimm, A New English Version”, by Philip Pullman

See you in a week!

And not aside, but very much in our prayers and good healing thoughts for our much adored participant here, Viv in France, who is in the hospital right now. And dear Viv, if the poems seem far away from where you are this moment, not so, because they yet remain where they’ve always been, right inside of you, and right on the mark. Clearly so. We miss you.

Come back to leave a link to your poem next Wednesday when you see our second follow-up post called, It’s Post Your Poems Day!  If you have questions about We Write Poems and our prompt-and-poem process, or if you are new here at WWP, please read our about page.

  1. December 2, 2012 11:59 pm

    Wrote a poem based on your prompt….and since I might be on a holiday when your link goes off this week…thought of sending a link here if you could link if you like 🙂
    Loved writing on this topic so 🙂

  2. December 4, 2012 9:16 pm

    Thank you Neil: the prayers worked and I’m back! I just came by to find the prompt I missed to see if I could play catch-up. This is a perennial subject in my poems, so maybe you’ll forgive an old one.

    • December 5, 2012 6:55 am

      Delighted you are home. Impressed with how much you kept that connection intact during this time (actually, more than impressed). Pleased with all who tended care. So today, we smile because of you.

  3. December 5, 2012 10:42 pm

    I think I may have written this in the wrong box before!

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