On the corner of 26th Street
Sanaa -
August 17, 2020
Prosery

Whatever happens, happens once.  It’s ephemeral like passing mist.
Somewhat like the taste of dark chocolate, the night less than nocturnal;
life is brutal that way, the moments that touch us are also those we can
never hold onto for long.

I write them down every chance I get. The exquisite blend of hot and
cold; that is life. When I found him, I learned things I never knew about
myself. How I long to kiss his lips, shapely as a rosebud, sometimes I
still my thoughts in hopes of hearing his heartbeat. We are many miles
apart at the moment. We will remember once when it is over, said and
done – it was a time and there was never enough of it.

By day the café is the colour of bergamot orange. I hold on to knowledge  
that it’s disposition alone that determines affinity.

 

 

Photo credits: Edward Hopper, “Automat,” 1927

Today we are asked to write inspired by a line from
“A Time,” by Allison Adelle Hedge Coke 💝

Posted for Prosery Monday: A Time @ dVerse Poets Pub

42 Responses

  1. Bjorn Rudberg says:
    August 18, 2020 at 3:34 am

    I love the melancholy of a passion lost, but still, all seems not to be lost… distances can be bridged.

    I hope for the best.

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  2. Kim M. Russell says:
    August 18, 2020 at 3:34 am

    The Hopper picture is perfect for your piece, Sanaa, and I love the thought that a moment is like the taste of dark chocolate, and that there are people like us who write moments down. I have an image of you sitting in that café the colour of bergamot orange, scribbling down your moments.

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  3. Jane Dougherty says:
    August 18, 2020 at 3:48 am

    I tend to judge these pieces entirely on how seamlessly the large, obtrusive phrase fits into the prose. It does in your piece! Very well done.

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  4. Merril D. Smith says:
    August 18, 2020 at 4:16 am

    You worked the line in so well! Lovely descriptions, too. And the Hopper is perfect–she does look like she’s pondering the thoughts you describe. I used that same image for a different prosery prompt. 😀

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    • Sanaa says:
      August 18, 2020 at 4:52 am

      Thank you so much, Merril 😀 I enjoyed writing prose tonight. It was my first time participating, so glad you liked it! 💄❤️

      (thank you for the glorious prompt) 🌹

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  5. Lucy says:
    August 18, 2020 at 4:17 am

    Very beautiful. Fantastic writing and take on the prompt!

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  6. Christine says:
    August 18, 2020 at 4:21 am

    That is truly beautiful!

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  7. Glenn Buttkus says:
    August 18, 2020 at 4:33 am

    Ever the romantic, this one is gentle, whimsical, and very loving. Love is well represented out here on the trail tonight.

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  8. gillena says:
    August 18, 2020 at 5:16 am

    We hold to our memories as we journey along
    Nice

    Happy Monday

    Much💝love

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  9. rob kistner says:
    August 18, 2020 at 6:11 am

    Touching Sanaa, bittersweet. Love the Hopper.

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  10. Dale says:
    August 18, 2020 at 7:30 am

    I agree, you inserted the line perfectly. This was a beautiful, wistful piece.

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  11. Dwight L. Roth says:
    August 18, 2020 at 8:44 am

    Great story. I believe you are right, in the end it is disposition that draws us together and creates that affinity/infinity!
    Dwight

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  12. Ken Gierke says:
    August 18, 2020 at 10:15 am

    The heart missis a beat, in reading this longing for a missed love.

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  13. Kerfe says:
    August 18, 2020 at 10:41 am

    Memories that only intensify with time.

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  14. Sarah Connor says:
    August 18, 2020 at 2:10 pm

    You’ve woven the line in beautifully. Which came first, the image or the prose? They fit together so well.

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  15. Misky says:
    August 18, 2020 at 8:34 pm

    I hardly realised the line was in there. Well done.

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  16. Helen says:
    August 18, 2020 at 10:15 pm

    Sanaa, your first paragraph drew me into that cafe … from there I wanted to stay. I love the Hopper art and your prosery.

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  17. ayala says:
    August 18, 2020 at 10:48 pm

    You worked the line in so well. A lovely render.

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  18. Linda Lee Lyberg says:
    August 18, 2020 at 11:25 pm

    A perfect piece of art to convey your lovely words!

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  19. Beverly Crawford says:
    August 18, 2020 at 11:41 pm

    I’m struck with the thought of life being hot and cold…so true. Also identify with the “ships passing in the night” flavor of your write.

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  20. Bill says:
    August 19, 2020 at 8:05 pm

    A very enjoyable read. Well done.

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  21. Sara McNulty says:
    August 20, 2020 at 5:19 am

    Love the poem and the painting you used!

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