Let Us Go Then, You & I
Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question …
Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”
~The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, T.S. Eliot
Tomorrow, we begin our quest for a poem-a-day during National Poetry Month — thirty days of prompts and poetry, thirty days of opening our hearts and minds and notebooks and laptops, thirty days of joy and exhaustion and pain and pleasure. It’s going to be amazing and poemific.
Prompts will be posted at midnight-ish the night before (US East Coast Time, if this works out the way I hope it does). You’re welcome to post your poem in the comments (or your link or your notes about writing said poem) anytime after the prompt is posted. You don’t have to use the prompt, of course. It’s just there as a jump-off and inspirational point.
Thanks for joining us! It’s almost time for the Wild Poeming to begin!