"(...) However,he wrote some verses to her, and very pretty they were."
"And so ended his afection," said Elizabeth impatiently. "There has been many a one, I fancy, overcome in the same way. I wonder who first discovered the efficacy of poetry in driving away love!"
"I have been used to consider poetry as the food of love", said Darcy.
"Of a fine, stout, healthy love, it may. Everything nourishes what is strong already. But if it be only a slight, thin sort of inclination,I am convinced that one good sonnet will starve it entirely away."

--Pride and Prejudice. J. Austen.










100 THEME CHALLENGE [link]
(prometo ponerme las pilas).

hace un mes mas o menos que vengo dandole vueltas a una idea para escribir mas en deviant (las ultimas cosas que hice, o quedaron incompletas o no las subi por no estar del todo segura con lo que habia reflejado); y encontre en un journal de una lista de temas para un desafio, y me parecio muy completa e interesante para adaptarla a la escritura, tanto en poesias y prosas, y en español, obviamente, por mas que la lista original sea en ingles.

va a ser muy divertido tratar de salir de la caja de lo esperado y lo obvio para construir una poesia o prosa alrededor de cada concepto, y espero que lo disfruten.
aca esta la lista.

100 Theme Challenge
1. Introduction
2. Love
3. Light
4. Dark
5. Rot
6. Break
7. Heaven
8. Away
9. Cut
10. Breathe
11. Memory
12. Insanity
13. Misfortune
14. Smile
15. Silence
16. Spit
17. Blood
18. Under
19. Gray
20. Fortitude
21. War
22. Mother
23. Distastefull
24. Want
25. Lurking
26. Europe
27. Foreign
28. Sorrow
29. Urban
30. Rain
31. Flower
32. Night
33. Wrath
34. Moon
35. Walk
36. Precious
37. See
38. Abandoned
39. Dream
40. 4:29 PM
41. Citric Acid
42. Still
43. Die
44. Two Roads
45. Two Guns
46. Drop
47. Dirt
48. Young
49. Preservatives
50. Breaking the Rules
51. Sport
52. Old
53. Desecrate
54. Tower
55. Need
56. Biohazard
57. Sacrificial
58. Kick in the Head
59. No Way Out
60. Desert
61. Fairy Tale
62. Voodoo
63. Do Not Disturb
64. City
65. Horrorific
66. Snow
67. Drum
68. Hero
69. Annoyance
70. 67%
71. Obsession
72. Mislead
73. I. Can't.
74. Confrontation
75. Mirror
76. Broken
77. Testament
78. Drink
79. FUCK
80. Words
81. Pen and Paper
82. +
83. Heal
84. Cold
85. Sick
86. Seeing Red
87. Hunger
88. Pain
89. Through the Fire
90. Triangle
91. Drown
92. Rape
93. Iron
94. Soft
95. Advertisement
96. Storm
97. Safety
98. Puzzle
99. Alone
100. Gone

Back me down from backing up
Hold your breath now it's stacking up
Etched with marks, but I can deal
And you're the problem and you can't feel
Try this on, straitjacket feeling
so maybe I won't be alone
Take back now, my life you're stealing

Yesterday was hell
But today I'm fine without you
Run away this time without you
And all I ever thought you'd be
That face is tearing holes in me again

Trust you is just one defense
off a list of others, you don't make sense
Beg me time and time again
to take you back now, but you can't win
Take back now, my life you're stealing

Yesterday was hell
But today I'm fine without you
Run away this time without you
And all I ever thought you'd be
That face is tearing holes in me
but today I'm fine without you
Run away this time without you
And all the things you put me through
I'm holding on by letting go of you

And when that memory slips away
There'll be a better view from here
And only lonesome you remains
and just the thought of you I fear
it falls away

Yesterday was hell
But today I'm fine without you
Run away this time without you
And all I ever thought you'd be
That face is tearing holes in me
but today I'm fine without you
Run away this time without you
And all the things you put me through
I'm holding on by letting go of you

Look to the past
And remember and smile
And maybe tonight
I can breathe for awhile
I'm not in the scene
I think I'm fallin' asleep
But then all that it means is
I'll always be dreaming of you




and please take me away from here.

te anidaste en mi en la mala costumbre de hacer perpetuas las preguntas en mi alma. siempre fui de hacerlas, siempre a montones, y siempre quedaban sin responder, la mayoria. porque cada vez era el bendito habito de autocuestionarme a mi, a mis motivaciones, y a mis desiciones.
y ahora eso tiene tu cara.
¿que estas haciendo?
¿que estoy haciendo yo?
como si alguno se convenciera con que borrar palabras dichas virtualmente borra la presencia, las preguntas.
las benditas preguntas.
a mi no me las borra.
seguis hablandome al oido.
sin certezas.
mi mente no piensa con claridad y quizas esto es un error. pero estoy mas sin brujula que nunca y quizas si muera de inanicion de verdades y con exceso de preguntas en la garganta.
pedi paciencia pero no se tenerme paciencia a mi misma y a mis miedos y confusiones. asi que no puedo pedirte nada. me canse de pensar y me canse de pensarte y de pensarme vacia y llena de miedos.
las incertidumbres que dejaste en mis manos son dulces y no me canso de paladearlas y seguirlas reservando, hasta poder ver en el espejo y entender que es lo que hay ahi.
quiero gritar.
quiero entender.
y quizas ya no le sirva a nadie.