Wordgrove Post & Review

The “Where did everybody go?” Edition

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Quoted in the Grove:

It’s none of their business that you have to learn to write.  Let them think you were born that way.
~Ernest Hemingway

It is perfectly okay to write garbage – as long as you edit brilliantly.
~C J Cherryh

I love deadlines.  I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.
~Douglas Adams

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The prewritten for Thursday, March 13 is: Write a piece containing the words: stagnation, harvest

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On the Glass Table:

Bartalk:
Legends of the Whale (Prose, previously reviewed)
Show Me (Poetry, previously reviewed)

Greenie: Daddy Mine (Poetry)
Quoted in part:

My soul song spills and my fingers tap
Tears falling down, on my breast, my lap,
I don’t read the words, they burn in my head
My vision all blurry, eyes growing red

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Prewritten (March 6): jury, splinter

Greymane: Scripted (Poetry)
Quoted in part:

The good shined around him obscuring his course
As the light slipped away from him on a dark horse
It rode into the sunset dragging his name
There once was a man who forgot his own name

Piffin: Untitled (Poetry)
Quoted in full:

This splinter in my eye; not good
Of that there’s little doubt
Is it metal?
Is it wood?
The jury is still out

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Impromptu (March 9): Due to a dazzlingly low turnout, the Weekly Word Games meeting ended early.  No impromptu exercise was done.

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“And for a second there, we’d won.  Yeah, we were innocent and young…”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qok9Ialei4c

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