I thought, ha, what emotion to evince? For the Writers Digest Day 10 prompt is to write of some emotion. As if one can feel singularly happy, or sad, or angry, or whatever. Emotions are complex and mixed, aren’t they? In fact the mark of maturity seems to be a condition whereby both weight and lightness reside simultaneously in one’s state of being. Unlike, you know, a child, who is still innocent and simple. So in your poem, you are to reflect this ambiguous, ineffable quality of feeling. We are our feelings. Our feelings are us. Which feelings are fleeting? Which ones stay, linger within?
You are to tie your poem to Red Wolf Journal’s theme: Song Of Myself. Possibly you may end up with a coherent manuscript by the end of the month. Heh.