7:49 a.m. — Atlanta
listening to Alabama singing If You’re Gonna Play in Texas
Hello, everyone. New England people, take care. The snow continues. Down here, I’m just trying to hang onto a suggestion of winter. What can I say? I like winter clothing.
I have an unusual image that I found recently on indgoblue’s tumblr site (indgo is not a typo — someone already has indigo). The image draws me with a strong emotional, almost visceral, pull.
The image is presented as vertical. I think that’s part of the pull. I don’t think my reaction would be as strong with a horizontal presentation. There are a number of ways you can approach this:
1] Do you have an image that has an emotional or visceral pull on you? You may use that instead of this. If you do, it would be lovely if you can post the image with your poem.
2] Part of the pull, for me, is the Icarus thing. Icarus hounds my poetry brain, always has. You might write a poem that has something to do with Icarus, or with the themes suggested by the myth.
3] Wings. Is there something about wings that you want to address. For that matter, flight, or flying.
4] You may have noticed something in the image that fascinates you. Write about it.
As I say when posting The Mag’s link every week: You do not have to write about the whole image. Write about what you respond to. I look forward to seeing what you fasten on.
I shall see you Thursday for links and things; Friday for this week’s roundup of prompts (we have a new entrant); and Tuesday for my regular prompt.
Happy writing, everyone.