For The Sunday Whirl: Wordle #127
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And for Poets United: Poetry Pantry #168
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Prelapsarian: before that other old story
The rest is still unwritten
__ Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield
Haven’t a clue how these words
might fit together. For now, not much more
than a pile of letters holding secrets in curled
claws, cradled close to chests. Peering at a distance
from behind thick woolen curtains.
Seemingly filled with rash spirit of indiscretion,
putting an end to their former exile, they rush
forward – three at a time – to spill their story
of a woman and a man sharing a crisp
but juicy apple.
Elizabeth Crawford 9/22/13
Notes: Prelapsarian means before the Fall in the Garden of Eden, a tale I used for the wordle last week. For those who don’t buy the Garden story, the word has come to refer to that time before the birth of language. Something every writer is familiar with, but perhaps far more familiar to those of us who do these wordles every week. I salute all of you. The lyrics to the song may be found here:
Soul's Music 
This is another of your WOW poems. Your first line echoes my feelings each week on confronting the early word list!
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Great summary of the Wordle process…
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You got there, despite your doubts!
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Really, the wordle words were LOST in your poem, Elizabeth. Somehow the words DO find their own way, don’t they?
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Nice! Very clever
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ha. i hope they enjoy the apple…and the freedom of being unleashed…i like my words wild and free and getting a little crazy on the page….
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Ah yes “sharing a crisp but juicy apple” – somehow that just about says it all … doesn’t it? Love the backstory on this – the movement and the larger sense wrapped in a crisp bite of a poem about how things work on this spinning cerulean marble we all have shared for so very long. Bravo!
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So far I’ve read three pieces, and it seem that these words are bringing many of us to those deep stories that live in our collective soul, I love your work, and thank you for your explanation of prelapsarian, Elizabeth. This is good information for poets like us.
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I love this one…and found it unusual we used some of the same metaphors, even ones that were not the words? The apple tastes and sounds good!
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What a creative way of utilizing a bunch of random words! Wow! I’m awed!
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Interesting use of the words you were given.
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I love the way this poem unfolds itself…….reading it, one forgets the wordle, in delight at the words…..
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Very fun. Love the first line. And, of course, we end in the garden.
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I love the way this unfolds and as Stan Ski already said, a wonderful portrait of the Wordle process as well.
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Haven’t a clue, indeed (I’m laughing!)… Brilliant, Elizabeth – one of the best responses I’ve read to any wordle in a long time.
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Thanks, enjoyed your post. Glad I stopped by!
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Cute, Clever, and thanks for the new word!
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Nah, I don’t buy the story, but I love your poem, Elizabeth.
Pamela
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How inventive and educational this piece is. A value added post indeed.
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Great use of the words! And thanks for a brand new word!
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