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Friday Flash Prompt: Titles in Search of Flashes

When I’m in need of inspi­ra­tion, I often turn to poetry, espe­cially some favorites: Robert Frost and Anne Sex­ton. I often look for phrases in their work that sound like title. For exam­ple, below is Anne Sexton’s “Young.” 

A thou­sand doors ago
when I was a lonely kid
in a big house with four
garages and it was sum­mer
as long as I could remem­ber,
I lay on the lawn at night,
clover wrin­kling over me,
the wise stars bed­ding over me,
my mother’s win­dow a fun­nel
of yel­low heat run­ning out,
my father’s win­dow, half shut,
an eye where sleep­ers pass,
and the boards of the house
were smooth and white as wax
and prob­a­bly a mil­lion leaves
sailed on their strange stalks
as the crick­ets ticked together
and I, in my brand new body,
which was not a woman’s yet,
told the stars my ques­tions
and thought God could really see
the heat and the painted light,
elbows, knees, dreams, good­night.


Pos­si­ble titles in search of flash fic­tion pieces include “As a Lonely Kid”; “As Long As I Could Remem­ber”; “Half Shut”; “Brand New Body”; “Over Me”; and so on. So for this Fri­day Flash Prompt, I sug­gest either find­ing titles in Sexton’s poem or else­where–and then write the flash for that title. And don’t for­get to have fun doing it.


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From Todd B Stevens

I knew you are one of us. Can I loan you some Edna St. Vin­cent Mil­lay? To wit:
Firm upon the solid rocks the ugly houses stand
Come and see my shin­ing castle, built upon the sand.

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