Inspiration

Inspired by the pre-1950s, forward-thinking tweets* of Edna St. Vincent Millay, such as . . .

Your absence goes through me like thread through a needle; Everything I do is stitched with its color.

First Fig

My candle burns at both ends, it will not last the night.  But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends – it gives a lovely light!

Grown Up

Is it for this I uttered prayers, and sobbed and cursed and kicked the stairs; That now, domestic as a plate, I should retire by half-past eight?

. . . that I was inspired to write my latest tweet:

To the nap that finds me after lunch (though I never truly mind too much): It was okay when I was young, not so at upwards of thirty-one.

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*A “tweet” is a text-based post of not more than 140 characters to a website called Twitter, the intention of which is to answer the question, “What are you doing?”

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