I’m using old NaPoWriMo posts to keep things fresh and to stay sane while I’m away at “document review camp”. This prompt is: use as your first line the first line of a famous poem. I also put in another little bit of the e.e. cummings poem I borrowed from.
Since feeling is first,
let us meet the storms with open arms.
Thoughts will race, charged,
through nerve and brain, but
let the lightning be reflected in our eyes.
Let the blood surge and the heart leap,
and let the tears run their course.
The order of the modern world has
impressed itself upon us,
and we have been trained to observe
But the life of the mind has kept us
in time and out of our animal bodies.
Can you learn to love kisses more than wisdom?
Or are they the same thing?