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Friday Flash Prompt: What To Make of a Diminished Thing

Here is Frost’s “The Oven Bird”:

There is a singer every­one has heard,
Loud, a mid-sum­mer and a mid-wood bird, 
Who makes the solid tree trunks sound again. 
He says that leaves are old and that for flow­ers
Mid-sum­mer is to spring as one to ten. 
He says the early petal-fall is past 
When pear and cherry bloom went down in show­ers
On sunny days a moment over­cast;
And comes that other fall we name the fall. 
He says the high­way dust is over all. 
The bird would cease and be as other birds 
But that he knows in singing not to sing. 
The ques­tion that he frames in all but words 
Is what to make of a dimin­ished thing.


For my flash piece “A Dimin­ished Thing,” I wrote about a man with a 4-inch penis who could not be loved by the woman he adored (a poet). I thought Frost might like that read­ing of “a dimin­ished thing.”


So that’s your Fri­day prompt. Take some­thing from Frost’s “The Oven Bird,” and make it cen­tral to your flash. So many things to choose from, yes? 


I love this. I read a whole flash web­site (not nam­ing it) and was only moved by one or two pieces, but this poem moves me. Is there a bird thing going on in our soci­ety right now or is it just me?

From Randall Brown

Well, yeah, Frost is amaz­ing (still!).

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