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poetry_fictionJust a reminder before we begin:
Here's a link to the profile for a refresher on the rules.
If you have any questions, remember you can ask them in the questions post.
Sign ups will be accepted until 11:59 p.m. CST on December 31, 2016 (the time in your part of the world), and the prompts will be given on January 1, 2017.
We now have a tumblr for this challenge, so you can sign up there or here!
Sign ups are open. Please comment here with your name if you'd like to participate.
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Here's a link to the profile for a refresher on the rules.
If you have any questions, remember you can ask them in the questions post.
Sign ups will be accepted until 11:59 p.m. CST on December 31, 2016 (the time in your part of the world), and the prompts will be given on January 1, 2017.
We now have a tumblr for this challenge, so you can sign up there or here!
Sign ups are now closed!
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Date: 2016-10-02 06:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-01-01 06:22 am (UTC)Fate and my parents shaped me like a snail,
day and night wandering marsh weeds that smell foul.
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Date: 2016-10-02 11:20 am (UTC)Very excited for this year's poet.
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Date: 2017-01-01 06:23 am (UTC)Newborn, it wasn't so vile. But now, at night,
even blind it flares brighter than any lamp.
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Date: 2017-01-01 02:14 pm (UTC)Thank you and happy new year.
Would it be possible to get a different prompt? This one really doesn't work at all for me.
Thank you.
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Date: 2017-01-01 03:17 pm (UTC)from Confession (II)
Sick with sadness, spring passes, spring returns.
A bit of love shared, just the littlest bit.
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Date: 2017-01-01 03:19 pm (UTC)This one is PERFECT!!!! Thank you!
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Date: 2017-01-01 03:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-10-02 06:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-01-01 06:24 am (UTC)To whom will she give his little scalpel?
To live is to borrow. To die: a giving back.
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Date: 2017-01-03 03:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-01-03 03:18 am (UTC)from The Chess Game
Whoever views this bright array will know
the delicious pleasure in making the first move.
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Date: 2016-10-02 10:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-01-01 06:24 am (UTC)Throughout the four seasons, we find flowers and fruits
in this open-air market bound by hills.
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Date: 2016-10-03 05:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-01-01 06:25 am (UTC)Love's vast sea cannot be emptied.
And springs of grace flow easily everywhere.
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Date: 2016-10-03 10:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-01-01 06:26 am (UTC)lack sharp edges, will rust like bad repute,
but gather enough, you'll get your goals.
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Date: 2017-01-25 09:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-01-26 05:51 am (UTC)from Country Scene
A bell is tolling, fading, fading
just like love. Only poetry lasts.
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Date: 2016-11-20 09:57 pm (UTC)This is the first time I've heard about this and I am so excited!!!
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Date: 2017-01-01 06:26 am (UTC)The hotter you get, the more refreshing.
Wonderful both night and day.
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Date: 2016-11-21 12:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-01-01 06:27 am (UTC)A cliff face. Another. And still a third.
Who was so skilled to carve this craggy scene:
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Date: 2016-11-21 05:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-01-01 06:29 am (UTC)My boat of compassion would have sailed to Paradise
if only bad winds hadn't turned me around.
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Date: 2017-01-09 07:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-01-09 02:11 pm (UTC)from Quán Sú Pagoda
To hell with life as snug as hand in glove.
This scene's made sadder by our debt of love.
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Date: 2017-01-09 06:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-11-22 08:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-01-01 06:29 am (UTC)Many pink-cheeked girls abandon the world.
Many vain spouses break their marriage vows.
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Date: 2016-11-24 01:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-01-01 06:30 am (UTC)Whatever way hands may shape me
at center my heart is red and true.
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Date: 2016-12-19 12:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-01-01 06:32 am (UTC)Crowds gather at this door of compassion
placing incense sticks on smoking altars.
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Date: 2016-12-28 06:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-01-01 06:32 am (UTC)But here you are and I'm happy to see you
though the house is bare and the market, far off.
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Date: 2016-12-31 10:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-01-01 06:33 am (UTC)Happy, I forget old worries.
Someone's kite is struggling up.
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Date: 2016-12-31 01:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-01-01 06:33 am (UTC)Mouth parched, he reaches for his jar of sour wine
Throat dry, he looks for his pot of foul tea.
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Date: 2016-12-31 07:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-01-01 06:34 am (UTC)Lampwick turned up, the room glows white.
The loom moves easily all night long.
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Date: 2017-01-23 01:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-01-23 01:39 am (UTC)My body is like the jackfruit on the branch:
my skin is coarse, my meat is thick.
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Date: 2017-01-01 03:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-01-01 06:36 am (UTC)the tadpole's lost his tail. A pile of gold
cannot restore his pale panted warts.