October is the coollest month, birthing
jack-o’-lanterns
out of wounded pumpkins, brewing
cackles and traditions, enticingsummer green to fall in red.
We walked through the yard, wondering
if anything had sprouted. The grass was dead, but… “Stetson!
Look how lively your dirt trembles. You might’ve zilch
gardening skills, friend, but your necromancy grows.”
It is very likely that someone visiting
East Coker today, just felt T. S. Eliot’s bones cringe in their grave. But what
can I say? April and October are my favorite months (and The Waste Land
one of my favorite poems), so I
couldn’t help myself. Besides, October (with
Halloween cackling near) is the
perfect month to differently-adore the dead writers we love dear.
This season of transitions and thinning
veils, always inspires me to try new things, to challenge old thoughts, to
mix-it-up and mingle… Keeping that in mind, I invite you to write poetry and prose.
So, for today’s prompt,
let us write a new story, or essay, or article, or poem set in the month of
October (our prose pieces should be 369 words
or fewer).
This
prompt will remain open until Tuesday night. Only one entry per participant. Visit
other poets and storytellers. Let’s delight in October words. If you share your contribution on
Instagram, use the following hashtag (and
we shall connect there, too):
#pantryofpoetryandprose.
In
case you missed it, on Friday, Rosemary shared D. H. Lawrence and his “Piano” on The
Living Dead. And for those who like to craft ahead, Sumana’s next Midweek Motif
is “Everyday Living”.
a random
note (because, well… October): poetry and storytelling look
sooo good united.
Add the direct link to your contribution to Mr. Linky. Have
a blast.
