Tapping in the Dark

Summary

The website content features a Saturday Poetry Prompt from August 15, 2020, themed around the concept of "dance," including a poem titled "Tapping in the Dark" by J.D. Harms.

Abstract

The webpage presents a creative writing challenge with the theme "dance," encouraging writers to submit poetry or other forms of writing that explore the theme, either directly or through related concepts. The page includes a poem by J.D. Harms titled "Tapping in the Dark," which poetically addresses themes of darkness, stillness, and the anticipation of movement, possibly metaphorical. The Scrittura Team, comprising various contributors, invites submissions to their publication or as stand-alone pieces, with the option to comment with a link to the work if not submitting directly.

Opinions

The author of "Tapping in the Dark" seems to convey a sense of waiting and the desire for change or a significant event, as suggested by phrases like "coming into a new misery" and the hope for "a new occasion."
The poem suggests a complex relationship with the familiar and the unknown, as it mentions "pretty alienation" and the fear associated with the "return" of something anticipated yet unnamed.
The use of the word "curse" indicates a possible negative view or frustration towards the repetitive nature of life or creativity, as it pertains to the theme of dance.
The invitation for submissions implies an inclusive and supportive stance towards the writing community, welcoming a diverse range of interpretations and contributions.
The presence of a large team of contributors listed at the end of the page reflects a collaborative effort and a commitment to fostering creativity among writers.

15 August 2020 Saturday Poetry Prompt: dance

Sure, shadows are great until you have to see anything. The cool recipients of the exhausted day. Still. This syrup will be here for a while and you can always chase the spot if the world won’t stand still. Won’t flatten out. Worn out, though. Well

coming into a new misery. No, I never used the word “mystery” before this. I’m not holding anything close to my chest. Not right now. Your pretty alienation saved me a spot in a large purple chair.

The return is soft, is feared at any rate. Hoping for a standstill of some sort. A new occasion. A new excuse for that dress. And then of course it’s not an excuse anymore at all. Just a frequent curse

tapping out the steps to a different dance.

Prompt:

Write a poem, or any other kind of writing, using the word dance; it doesn’t have to contain exactly that word: your piece might use the concepts or attributes of the word. Tag me in it (J.D. Harms). You can either send it to this publication or make it a stand-alone piece. If you would not like to send it to us, make sure to leave a comment below with a link to the story.

The Scrittura Team