I don't have enough points to hold this contest yet but when I do have enough, I will1
"Fugitive Pieces" (24 hour quickie)2
20 poets3
Pick a quote and be inspired, no rhyme.4
"Sometimes I can't look you in the eye; you're like a building that's burned out inside, with the outer walls still standing."5
"I felt compassion for the stars themselves. Aching towards us for milennia though we are blind to their signals until it's too late, starlight only the white breath of an old cry."6
"History is amoral: events occured. But memory is moral; what we consciously remember is what our conscience remembers."7
"But at what moment does wood become stone, peat become coal, limestone become marble? The gradual instant."8
"Silence: The response to both emptiness and fullness."9
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