“First Fig” by Edna St. Vincent Millay [w/ Audio]

My candle burns at both ends;
 It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends --
 It gives a lovely light!

PROMPT: Outgrown

Are there any activities or hobbies you’ve outgrown or lost interest in over time?

Well, having an imaginary friend is adorable at nine, but at ten they institutionalize you. So I would say, yeah.

Winter Sky Fire [Haiku]

the sky is afire,
and, yet, i can see my breath
 on chill winter air.

DAILY PHOTO: Anker Palota in the Light & Shadow of a Winter Afternoon

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Clockweed [Haiku]

full bloom clockweed
is on the clock as autumn
 ages to winter.

“In the Desert” by Stephen Crane [w/ Audio]

In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said, "Is it good, friend?"
"It is bitter -- bitter," he answered;

"But I like it
"Because it is bitter,
"And because it is my heart."

Frogs Heard, Not Seen [Haiku]

grass-rattle, plop!
grass-rattle, plop! -- repeats...
 at last, I see a frog.

Multitasking Youth [Kyōka]

a brave youth
plummets into the stepwell,
 all the while
looking like she's on a stroll,
blowing her nose and waving.

DAILY PHOTO: Scenes from Devaramane Betta