Relieved of Corporeality

Back after a lengthy hiatus with a Trifecta entry.  I've let myself be distracted by some political issues, which can be found over at "Dispatches From the Culture War,"  if that's of interest to anyone.

Anyway, great prompt at Trifecta this weekend:

"Below are photos from the 33rd page of one of our very favorite books, Elizabeth Strout's Olive Kitteridge. What we want you to do is to scour the page (click to enlarge), choose 33 words, and reshape those words into a piece of your own. "

 

 

 

 

And my entry:

 

All he wanted was to lie on the pine needles, the lilies of the valley near him; the white starflowers, wild violets, pink impatiens.  Relief came as a sensation, the remnants of corporeality.