|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The House of Dust by Conrad Aiken:
And there was one who dreamed of a sudden death
As she blew out her light.
And there was one who turned from clamoring streets,
And walked in lamplit gardens among black trees,
And looked at the windy sky,
And thought with terror how stones and roots would freeze
And birds in the dead boughs cry . . .
And she hurried back, as snow fell, mixed with rain,
To mingle among the crowds again,
To jostle beneath blue lamps along the street;
And lost herself in the warm bright coiling dream,
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Copy-Cat & Other Stories by Mary E. Wilkins Freeman:
secret of honor. It was well known in the school
that, once the Trumbulls heard of it, Johnny could
never whop again. "You fellows know," Johnny
had declared once, standing over his prostrate and
whimpering foe, "that I don't mind getting whopped
at home, but they might send me away to another
school, and then I could never whop any of you
Johnny Trumbull kicking up the dust, himself
dust-covered, his shoes, his little queerly fitting dun
suit, his cropped head, all thickly powdered, loved
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Underdogs by Mariano Azuela:
Like neighing colts, playful when the rainy season
begins, Demetrio's men galloped through the sierra.
"To Moyahua, boys. Let's go to Demetrio Macias'
"To the country of Monico the cacique!"
The landscape grew clearer; the sun margined the
diaphanous sky with a fringe of crimson. Like the bony
shoulders of immense sleeping monsters, the chains of
mountains rose in the distance. Crags there were like
heads of colossal native idols; others like giants' faces,