Today’s poem is the last poem in this series. Tomorrow, you’ll have your choice of two stand-alone prompts.
For today, write a prediction. Write it in the future tense (writing in the future tense always lends a kind of seer tone to the voice, a prognostication).
My favorite line from yesterday’s poem:
nine hundred kinds of sadness and no hope.
(Clearly I need a prediction–something positive!)
What was your favorite line from yesterday’s poem?