April 30 (Forsythia Buds)

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forsythia buds
I let all the balloons
go at once

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NaHaiWriMo prompt: Really small things

… And that’s all, folks! It’s been a pleasure playing with you.

For those of you who just can’t get enough of these daily prompts, rest assured that the fun will continue in May (though not here), with the marvelous Cara Holman as prompter. Enjoy!


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April 29 (Arbor Day)

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Arbor Day
we carry the tree back out
of the house

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NaHaiWriMo prompt (for Arbor Day): Trees

Moving on:

NaHaiWriMo prompt for April 30th (last prompt!)

Really small things


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April 28 (White Night)

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white night
car doors slamming
everywhere

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NaHaiWriMo prompt: Doors

Moving on:

NaHaiWriMo prompt for April 29th (in honor of Arbor Day):

Trees


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April 28: Post Office

The main post office on Gorky Street in Moscow. A line of squat beige phones —  a line of people in thick coats to their ankles standing beside them. Staring at them like half-boiled pots, waiting for them to ring. Waiting to hear the voice of someone from the other side of the Iron Curtain.

You’ve filled in the required forms. When do you want to talk? Whom do you want to talk to? For how long would you like this conversation to continue? Be careful: they’ll give you exactly the amount of time you ask for, no more and no less. But the phones are ringing, your mind is buzzing, you can only make awkward, half-thought-through calculations.

Not long after our phones ring and we lift the receivers to our ears like stones, we realize we answered all the questions wrong. The conversations should have been earlier or later, longer or shorter. The people we are talking to are not people we really know. We’ve forgotten the languages they’re speaking. We live in different countries for what we now know is forever, though we meant it to be temporary. “Wait —” we say. “It’s about to end —”

The phone makes a noise that means my life has returned to me. Everything goes silent until it’s the next person’s turn. Down the line, feet shuffle, stirring the hems of coats.

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melting snow —
letting go
of what I meant to say

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(Chrysanthemum 9, April 2011)

April 27 (Evening Star)

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evening star
the blacksmith shows me
how to judge the heat

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NaHaiWriMo prompt: Fire

Moving on:

NaHaiWriMo prompt for April 28th:

Doors


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April 26 (Swing)

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swing—
we take turns
pushing each other

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(NaHaiWriMo prompt: Playgrounds, playground equipment)
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Moving on: NaHaiWriMo prompt for April 27th:

Fire


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