Flowers – Diane Prokop

It’s Spring!

I wrote this song years ago and it still remains one of my favorites. It’s an ironic play on the mantra “everything’s going to be okay.” Okay is pretty subjective. Besides, sometimes it’s not going to be okay. Sometimes that’s good. We are forced to change and grow. This song reminds us of what we can do in the midst of this not-okay-ness. Flower. Grow, wait, look pretty. Survive as long as possible, doing what you were made to do. Everything, including flowers, is temporary.

In Days of the Guardian, the Captain advises Ainsling to do what is necessary and what is possible. In time, she’ll find herself doing the impossible. On my best days, I believe this is true. Do you?

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Knitting Is Better Than Therapy

Prompt- Use the words: actor, glorious, stitch
Knitting is better than therapy
As stitches are created
Knit, purl, yarn over, decrease one
They do not analyze me, force correct answers
In therapy, I am an actor in an office
Yes, I feel guilt
No, I haven’t slipped
Yes, I love myself
No, I haven’t contemplated suicide
But when knitting, I do not dwell
On what is unworthy of contemplation
I obey the pattern or rebel with improvisation
As I speed knit Continental style or English throw and
pick
No platitudes, no critiques
No pressure, no poking at pain till I bleed out
Only two sticks dancing with string
Creating, living, growing
Stitch by stitch, truth by truth
I’m a maker
Of miracles, of masterpieces, of monstrosities
What’s the worst that can happen with wool and
wonder?
A dropped stitch, a lost pattern, incorrect gauge, wonky
seams
I rip back, rewind, add tension to used, wrinkled strings
And start again
A work-in-progress
           
          In through the front door
          Run around the back
          Down through the window
          Off jumps Jack
Glorious fiber,
    Bare my soul to the cashmere gods
          Darn my holes
               Heal with scarves, socks, shawls
                    Warm with sweaters and blankets
                         Spin, ply, dye
                                       Bind off

-Excerpt from The Shorter Things Collection


 

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A Chance

Ainsling brushed her baby-fine, lengthy blonde hair in slow motion as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. Now I have a chance to be normal, she thought. Her heart was beating wildly with excitement and apprehension. She was in disbelief at her luck.

-The Red String, Chapter 2, The Chick


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Paralyzed

 I watch the van pull away. An eager voice from behind me sings, “Can I have your autograph?” I’m about to refuse when I feel a prick in my neck. I collapse into a heap of striped spandex and leather onto the cold sidewalk.

I hear and see everything around me, but I’m paralyzed.

-Tigress


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