by Pablo Neruda (fragment) This moment as smooth as a board, and fresh, this hour, this day as clean as an untouched glass -not a single spiderweb from the past: we touch the moment with our fingers, we cut it to size, we direct its blooming. It's living, it's alive: it brings nothing from yesterday that can't be redeemed, nothing from the past.
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Illustration and Photography. ~ "My brother serves as a soldier With his comrades night and day; But my brother is wise, and may yet return, Though the dead lie far away." ~Confucius (Ode: The Soldier) ~ Remember, if poetry is not your thing, then these prompts can be used for blog postings, short stories, or journal writing. Or, even as inspiration for artwork, etc.