At dVerse Merril is hosting Prosery with an invitation to write some prose (144 words) including the line “I am bombarded but yet I stand” by Adrienne Rich from Planetarium.
“Sometimes it takes a really good fall to really know where you stand.” Hayley Williams
Standing I am bombarded yet I stand. The winds howl, the waters rise and yet I stand. I know not how, I'm far from perfect, if you could know one tiny moment of my mind, you would, like a shotgun, violently recoil having discharged your shock. The anger rises and engulkfs, just like the haze of saharan dust storms covering everything. Heightening all my responses, highjacking my feelings, leaving me ravaged and spent like a used towel. I am tired and rung out, yet I stand. The voices clamour and bay, but I shut them out. Loud or silent, they shout. And though they would torment me, I stand. Where would I go, where would I run, to whom would I turn to.? I have no virtue, my morals are own, and yet I stand. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®