So as we are a week away from the end of Napowrimo and I've decided to go back in time a little bit and use a prompt from my old Prose Poetry class, run by the one and only Carrie Etter. It also happens to be one of my favourite exercises we do.
A key figure when it comes to studying the art of the prose poem is Charles Simic and the exercise in question is to create our own "churches" in response to the poem Church of Insomnia. I've done a couple of these over the years but for this I felt like going a bit more biblical. So here we go:
Eden
The hedgerows are getting unruly, left untended for too long. Weeds have taken up residence in the plant beds and refuse to leave the other tenants in peace. Adam and Eve can be heard banging at the rotting door in between heated arguments and accusations. A pomegranate tree stands bare as feral creatures fight over who gets the lion’s share of forbidden fruit.
The snake hangs from the branches, offering a victorious grin.
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