Wordgrove Post & Review

Quoted in the Grove:

If I wanted to understand a culture, my own for instance, and if I thought such an understanding were the basis for a lifelong inquiry, I would turn to poetry first. For it is my confirmed bias that the poets remain the most ‘stunned by existence,’ the most determined to redeem the world in words.
~Carolyn D Wright

For every poet it is always morning in the world. History a forgotten, insomniac night; History and elemental awe are always our early beginning, because the fate of poetry is to fall in love with the world, in spite of History.
~Derek Walcott

For a true writer each book should be a new beginning where he tries again for something that is beyond attainment. … It is because we have had such great writers in the past that a writer is driven far out past where he can go, out to where no one can help him.
~Ernest Hemingway

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Posted from the Grove:
Welcome back, Piffin. Otherwise, a quiet week in the grove

Prewritten for Thurs (03/14) 5pm PT/8 ET is: pillow talk

There was a story written in There1 about a pillow on the attack, disturbing and delightful enough to stick in memory. If a previous work answers the loose conditions for prewritten (only), this would be an acceptable drop. Altho missing the benefits of written exercise, still it adds to our library and the enjoyment of readers passing thru

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@Writers Platform
Glass Table:

~Greenie:
Were I
Bet the farm, lose the dream; nothing ventured, nothing gained; if I dared, would you respond

To Catch a Spill
A freshet of emotions, of dreams and observations rise behind the rocks, build inexorably until they overflow their barrier; a spill of words, and who’s to drink of its purity and freshness 

Glimpses
A southern night with fireflies, the moon and scudding clouds, what better could paradise offer

Within This Day
A day otherwise lost to memory has its picture painted … with words; most people work their days, eyes focused to achieve, some few are limited to being witness, given eyes whose only work is to see and be stunned 

~Stejovis: Word Sonnets  (14 word sonnets, variations)
Lines cut short to words, become poems, vertical linear poetry; sufficiently populated, qualification’s emancipation

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Prewritten: jello, wax

~Stejovis: Form Without Substance 
Wax as jello as art in a loop of self-parody

~BarTalk: dessert

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Impromptu: none
Evening long discussion of There, its future, news of friends, writing generally and various other detours all led to an evening eaten up with chat, no time left for Impromptu. That’s both the good news and the bad news

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Writers in Residence: No new drops (ahem)
Please notify this editor of any new drops in the grove. Focus of the Post & Review has gotten to be works left on the Platform, but found old favorites and new writings independent of Thurs’ Word Games are encouraged for your pazs. Rounds get made, but not often

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