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Monday, February 6, 2012
This week our prompt is such small moments keep people alive
And this prompt comes from this lovely poem;
the click of miracle, by Charles Bukowski
at the quarterhorse meet
at Hollywood Park
around 5 p.m.
if you are sitting at
ground level
in the
Pavilion
the track appears
to
be
above you
and
in the strange
shadow-
sunlight
the silks
are
so
bright
the color
is
like
fresh paint
on
canvas
and
the faces of
the
jocks
look
heroic.
it's a
grand
time
then
a perfect
and
peaceful
photograph
dream-
like.
such small
moments
keep
people
alive.
such small
moments
so
large
when
it
all
comes
together
and
holds.
Meet us tomorrow in the Hot Shot cafe at 3!
And this prompt comes from this lovely poem;
the click of miracle, by Charles Bukowski
at the quarterhorse meet
at Hollywood Park
around 5 p.m.
if you are sitting at
ground level
in the
Pavilion
the track appears
to
be
above you
and
in the strange
shadow-
sunlight
the silks
are
so
bright
the color
is
like
fresh paint
on
canvas
and
the faces of
the
jocks
look
heroic.
it's a
grand
time
then
a perfect
and
peaceful
photograph
dream-
like.
such small
moments
keep
people
alive.
such small
moments
so
large
when
it
all
comes
together
and
holds.
Meet us tomorrow in the Hot Shot cafe at 3!
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