Monday was Prosery Monday for dVerse hosted by Ingrid. Prosery is a 144-word challenge – max – in which we must use chosen lines from a bit of poetry. But get this… we must not write a poem! This week, Ingrid chose from Wordsworth’s ‘Lines Written at a small distance from my House…‘ The lines we must use are as follows:
And bring no book, for this one day
We’ll give to idleness.
We must use the words in the exact order and cannot insert any others. We can, however change up the punctuation. How can I resist? It seems this week’s challenges both (that I participated in) involve books in some way. Or not.
The plan for today is simple: walk and lunch and just hang out, catching up as it’s been forever and a day since our last get-together. I notice a suspicious object in Kathy’s bag when I pick her up. Oh no, not this time! She will not disappear to some secluded spot with her romance novel.
“Kathy, I believe I said to bring yourself and bring no book! For this one day, we’ll give to idleness!
She sheepishly removed the books from her bag. “A girl can try. Reading is a form of idleness, no?”
“I think not. Are we so dull, you need to escape us?”
“Of course not! I always bring a book, just in case–”
“Yeah, yeah, I know. No reason for it today for today, we pfaff.”
“Sounds wickedly sinful.”
“‘Tis. Shall we join the others?”
“Lead the way!”