Adding "of"

Timbre of frailty waxes,
Charlotte's anima percolates;
Marshes de rigueur dampen dearth.

This is what happens when I try to use a writing prompt:  I feel circumscribed.  There's always next Monday's ice. . .

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  1. AnonymousJanuary 18, 2012 at 12:15 PM

    Do you want me to link it for this week?

    Your title is hilarious. You do realize the challenge isn't to ONLY use the prompt words. :) You're welcome to use as many others as you like. But your title really cracks me up, as does the fact that you attempted the prompt with such an approach. Quite the clever girl, Ginny. My favorite is expanding "char" to "Charlotte." Excellent. :)

    Did you read mine?

    http://rosemarymint.wordpress.com/2012/01/17/dearth-of-reason/

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  2. GinnyJanuary 18, 2012 at 12:39 PM

    No, don't link--let me write a real poem. But I had such fun on your site. I was quite pleased with Charlotte myself. :) Yes, I did read yours, several of them. It's been a few months since I've read your work, and your poems were fantastic! Really. Practicing the craft has made your work more emotive, even more tightly strung, tense with mastery--loved the picture of the statue underground and it's poetic response. But my favorite was the still life--what you did unraveling the beauty and packing again with meaning was wonderful!

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  3. AnonymousJanuary 18, 2012 at 6:27 PM

    This made me think of my favorite author, Charlotte Bronte....she certainly percolated among the marshes! Is that what you were thinking of? Look forward to next Monday's poem as well!

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  4. GinnyJanuary 19, 2012 at 7:59 AM

    That's why literary criticism should be considered an art form, Anne Katherine. I was not thinking of that, but it is very appropos (and I wish I had!). :)

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    1. AnonymousJanuary 20, 2012 at 5:23 PM

      That is SUCH a great point, Ginny. I am far better at breaking down a poem than I am at writing one. :)

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