For some, the miracle is written
in corpses. Can you rediscover humor,
even before anger ceases?
Flies are masters, though they will never
say so — winnowing creatures down to bone,
the finest editors the world has ever known.

Today’s prompt at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads was to choose up to 13 words from the following quote (I’ve bolded my random selections) and use them in a poem that has something to say about metaphor:



13 thoughts on “Blowflies

  1. My husband kept on check why I kept on saying, “Oh! Oh! Oh, wow!” I didn’t realize I was saying it, but I did. Wow, lady, that beginning just makes the blood do things… and then, boom! the rest travels right into the bones. This is fantastic–metaphor, motif, mood… and the seeds the poetic inquiries plants in the mind. Just… wow.

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