Day Thirty: It's the last day, and also opposite day. Today's prompt is to try rewriting a poem with as many opposite words/phrases as possible. I chose Drinking Alone Beneath the Moon, by Li Po.
Away from the dead petals, myriad bottles of liquor.
There are many others here, and we pour it together.
Lowering our glasses, we curse the feeble sun,
and avoiding our reflections makes fewer enemies,
though the sun has always understood liquor,
and reflection seems to ever be one step ahead.
An irrelevant age bereft of sun and reflection,
we've lost a sadness that won't extract winter:
We mourn, and the sun stays still as death;
we sleep, and our reflections stitch back together.
Drunk, we're apart and miserable. Sober,
we grapple together in a shared distraction:
Separates for now, we're stayed and worried
and are missing anew in a small world's nearness.
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I'd like to thank the folks at NaPoWriMo.net for another year of great prompts and other inspirations. Also, if you're looking for more, check with my friends at Roadmaps to Nowhere and I Bought the Flood. They've been on the poetry train with me all month, with excellent results.
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Playing on my iTunes at this very moment:
Geographer, Kites
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