dVerse Prosery: 16 March 2021

A bit of Hieronymus Bosch’s Garden of Earthly Delights

The Stick

All winter that limb hung there as if baffled by gravity’s indecision, and sometime between dark and daylight it fell from the sky and plunged to the earth. The white beechwood bark peeling, and curling back onto itself, lichen-poxed, and laying in the mud-soaked grass like a diseased long bone. It’s what my mother would’ve called a widow’s stick, when the whole leaves a bit of itself behind. Good for poking at a dying fire. For hurrying the dog along. For walking up a steep hill. For balance and for a stiff backbone and for dignity and for a damned sturdy walking stick. I prefer keeping in mind even the possibility that existence has its own reason for being.  And right now I have this itch to take this stick for a walk.

for dVerse Prosery to include the phrase “I prefer keeping in mind even the possibility that existence has its own reason for being.” — Wisława Szymborska, Possibilities and shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter   © Misky 2021 Image is from WikiArt. Words: 133.

23 responses to “dVerse Prosery: 16 March 2021”

  1. Great imagery here, Misky, and I think following that itch would be a great idea!

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    1. Thanks, Ingrid.

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  2. Your words paint such an image I can see the stick and feel that itch.

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  3. Very nice! We only need imagination to find all the meaning and purpose even a stick can provide!

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  4. Lovely writing! Thank you. I think the narrator should go for that walk.

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  5. I love the way you zoomed in on that stick and brought everything into focus, Marilyn! You painted so much detail in the ‘white beechwood bark peeling, and curling back onto itself, lichen-poxed, and laying in the mud-soaked grass like a diseased long bone’, and I love the list of things the stick would be good for. My walking stick is black with flowers. 😊

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    1. You’ve just made my miserable morning happier. I burnt my hand on a hot pan straight out of the oven, not good. Typing is tricky with one hand.

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      1. Oh no! I hope it’s not too sore.

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        1. It hurts like the absolute dickens! 😩

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          1. I couldn’t find the caring emoji. Just not very good with emojis.

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            1. Nor am I. Yours is very cute 🥰

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  6. This is strong Misky!

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  7. Such gorgeous, gorgeous imagery in this one, Misky! I love; “as if baffled by gravity’s indecision.” Yes! 💝💝

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  8. I am happy for the stick to have a purpose.. maybe we only can have a purpose for anyone else than ourselves.

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  9. This made me smile as one of my trees had a branch quite similar….waiting to fall…and perhaps waiting for a new life.

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  10. I feel like my mouth fell open a bit when I read the last word. I honestly tell you, I said, out loud, “wow”. That is so incredibly well painted with imagery and memory. I was literally drawn in from the first few words. “…baffled by gravity’s indecision”. I connected to that branch on a human level. And I was there, on a journey through its life of travels as you described all the “possibilities” that could be. Bravo. 👍👍👍😁

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    1. Thank you so much!

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  11. Your description of that stick! … some good writing Mish I could see it all.

    Pat

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  12. You are very welcome. Very deserving as well. Something about how you write just gets to me. 💚

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