Wordgrove Post & Review

Quoted in the Grove:

Everybody lies, but it doesn’t matter because nobody listens. ~Nick Diamos

It is a common delusion that you make things better by talking about them.         ~Dame Rose Macaulay

For many of us, the march from Selma to Montgomery was about protest and prayer. Legs are not lips and walking is not kneeling. And yet our legs uttered songs. Even without words, our march was worship. I felt my legs were praying.   ~Rabbi Abraham Joshua Heschel

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Posted from the Grove:

Prewritten for Thurs (11/01) at 5 pm Pacific/8 Eastern is:
latent, shine

There were laugh-out-loud, too-incapacitated-to-play moments and a great lot of silliness at GaryBob and noxy’s ‘Fear is Fun, but Laughing is Even More Fun’ Halloween party. The only dark moments were at Pendora‘s haunted graveyard, while a game of dice led to scurrilous accusations of underworld connections

~Stejovis @the Tally Sign:  Answering Bell – Tears like fallen leaves belong to the living world, shed for that which no longer abides

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@Writers Platform

Library Table: No new drops

Prewritten:

~Stejovis: There’s a Catch to It ~ An instructive guide for campsite fishing employing all the usages of ‘catch’ in the telling; only the catch-up for his burger escapes a mention. It takes a dictionary to beat a thesaurus for word fun … then there’s this

~BarTalk: Search and Destroy

Impromptu: forest, clear

~Pippin: Fast as We Can – Racing down aisles of words in their place on the shelves, pulling down selected ones to assemble for best effect, for starkness of image, for darkness of mood

~Greenie: Upon a Forest Clear – Not fleeing from, but flying to; riding the back of her friend to parts unknown, Greenie finds a forest, then separation and reunion in a pocket world of magic. She and Firestorm find a home at last, because not much can go really wrong when your best friend is a dragon

~Stejovis: The Forest Can’t See You Anymore – Kudzu encrusted branches and twigs are the first to go before the tree dies, before the forest of mind, the vibrant wildlife forest begins the dying that’s visibly gaining in the rearview mirror

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Writers in Residence:

~Greymane @Greyed Expectations 2: ~3~ of 6 – Millions turn from each other in life, tears vie with indifference and lose; what comes after the grave that these millions did not choose?

~Whitefeather @Amethyst moonlight – A solitary scroll that contains a single line; example of an expression that cannot be shortened, expanded to advantage or improved in any way: I’d give up forever to touch you

~Piffin @Cinderella Sneakers: To whom it may concern – A note that takes a contrary position to John Donne’s, No Man Is an Island; that distills Dante’s nine circles of hell into the disillusioned eyes peering back from a mirror; that echoes Jackson Browne’s question in Doctor My Eyes, with intention to quit school

A theme seems to emerge from Piff’s writing this week, so a link to Mr Browne’s question. Listen for a possible remedy (however temporary), from the good Dr around the 2:27 mark. Take one, repeat as necessary, call in the morning

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pCTYxIsLThA

~Jessalee @Creative Intentions: autumn chapstick – An idyllic autumn jog past wheat fields, mooing pastures and shady woods, gains its needed contrast in the low-point image of melted chapstick in a roadside swamp of debris

~VirtualJester @The Thought Tree: Coming in from the Desert, a Journey from Here to There – Many years later, Jester writes of his arrival in There: his long sojourn walking a Therein desert until two avies in the distance resolved into Zsa Zsa and Niner (another friend lost to the Reaper),  just before bailing out and pulling the plug on There

~Cwby4ever: FAMILY ISN’T ALWAYS BLOOD – You get to choose your friends where family should have been

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