Live Virtual Group Session: 6pm EDT June 29th 2020

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Our text was the poem “Heroes” by Rita Dove, posted below.

Our prompt was to begin your writing with the line “it’s too late for apologies…”

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HeroesRita Dove

A flower in a weedy field:
make it a poppy. You pick it.
Because it begins to wilt

you run to the nearest house
to ask for a jar of water.
The woman on the porch starts

screaming: you’ve plucked the last poppy
in her miserable garden, the one
that gave her the strength every morning

to rise! It’s too late for apologies
though you go through the motions, offering
trinkets and a juicy spot in the written history

she wouldn’t live to read, anyway.
So you strike her, she hits
her head on a white boulder

and there’s nothing to be done
but break the stone into gravel
to prop up the flower in the stolen jar

you have to take along
because you’re a fugitive now
and you can’t leave clues.

Already the story’s starting to unravel,
the villagers stirring as your heart
pounds into your throat. Why

did you pick that idiot flower?
Because it was the last one
and you knew

it was going to die.


Dove, Rita. "Heroes." Callaloo, vol. 18 no. 2, 1995, p. 231-231. 
Project MUSE, doi:10.1353/cal.1995.0046.

3 thoughts on “Live Virtual Group Session: 6pm EDT June 29th 2020

  1. skytroubie

    It’s too late for apologies she said
    time has passed and we’ve all moved on
    but as the clock ticks we’ll come to that hour
    again, perhaps you’ll catch and hold the hands
    still – making all the time you need

    Are apologies ever too late he thought?
    he recalled the wayward apologies that came to him
    winding out of nowhere evoking memories
    moments of disappointment perhaps harm – would
    I have been better off without it? After pondering and still not sure
    Sure enough the hands on the clock started to make that tun, he had to make
    a decision before it was indeed too late again this time

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  2. Dr Yewande Okuleye

    It’s far to too late for you
    to apologise
    to me
    your decision to apologise
    is now
    your
    reckoning

    My pain marks the chasm
    between
    your realisation
    and acceptance
    that
    you
    encroached
    into
    my
    space

    precious
    time
    wasted

    Evaporated
    Into dark clouds above us all
    a rumbling cyclone puffing like a peacock in the sky.
    I see you
    I hear you
    coming
    with nowhere to go

    The tip of my red nails holds back the dam
    as I now invite you
    Into
    my
    presence

    As we perform a
    ritual of dance
    and play
    forgiveness
    becomes
    a gift for both of us

    Caritas

    It is not too too late
    for you
    to apologise
    to
    me
    and
    I
    to
    You

    I am terribly sorry
    I hope you are terribly sorry too
    In limbo
    It’s far to too late to apologise

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  3. Tony Errichetti

    APOLOGIES

    You responded to her question. Under pressure, like an interrogation. So you gave an answer.

    It was the wrong answer.

    Now she is in a rage and you say “I’m sorry, but could you keep your voice down? Everybody in the building can hear you.”

    You should have just said “I’m sorry.” Now you have to apologize for asking her to lower her voice.

    You know you are in trouble now, and that it’s going to be a long morning.

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