Sunday, April 21, 2013

Poem of the Day #21

Lines for Chekhov's Uncle Vanya's Fortune Cookies

You ought to have done something that mattered.

The land is getting poor and more hideous every day.

Let yourself go for once in your life.

You're not mad, you're simply a crank.

I believe it's normal for a man to be a crank.You are perfectly normal.

You shall live through a long, long succession of days and tedious evenings.

You've ruined my life. I have not lived! I have not lived!

In the whole of this province there have been only two decent, cultured people -- you and I.

Wherever you go, you bring along destruction with you.

The life itself is tedious, stupid, squalid.

You used to be an inspiring personality who never inspired anybody.

Man is endowed with reason and creative power so that he can increase what has been given him,but up to the present he's been destroying and not creating.

When I'm in this state I get extremely provocative and audacious.

You will draw up the most far-reaching plans for the future!

You will marry for love, or for what at the time seemed real love.

A talented man can't stay free from blemishes in Russia.

You will fall head over heels in love with some water-sprite.

Life has swallowed you up, poisoned your blood with its putrid vapors until now you will become just as petty as all the rest.

You shall know a life that is bright and beautiful. You shall rest!

Today's prompt from NaPoWriMo: re-write Frank O’Hara’s Lines for the Fortune Cookies

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