Mary Sormanti welcomed 39 Zoomers into our Monday evening CELEBRATION OF THE 50TH LIVE VIRTUAL NARRATIVE MEDICINE SESSION WITH THE WORLD IN ENGLISH. There were many familiar faces in our Brady Bunch boxes and new faces too. We usually begin by dropping into the chat where we are zooming from, but this evening we began by chatting one thing we are grateful for, as Mary reviewed what we have done together during these weekly gatherings:
- we’ve read poetry and excerpts from novels
- we’ve listened to poetry and music
- we’ve looked at paintings and photographs
And we’ve done all of this “closely”, “slowly” – with great interest, curiosity and care – noticing textures and colors and mood, perspectives of space and time and many other things.
We’ve responded to all kinds of prompts. We’ve written about:
- “neighbors”
- “clearings”
- “awakenings” and
- “choices crying to be taken”
We’ve written about:
- “shattering the silence” and
- “stepping into the sun”
We’ve written about:
- “the frontline”
- “what we’ve found” and
- “what’s swirling in the air”
And perhaps above all we’ve listened to one another and to ourselves.
Meanwhile, appearing in the chat were participants’ words of gratefulness for:
Community
Connection
Family without conflicts
Friendly faces
Grace of this space
Immersion in arts
Insights
Interesting Ideas
Strangers who are no longer strangers
The space of a Clearing
Wisdom
Before turning to this evening’s text, Lynne introduced the idea of approaching the text as a puzzle and suggested that each comment would be a small piece of the “puzzle” we would assemble together. In Narrative Medicine we refer to the process as co-constructing meaning. We know before we begin that we will not “solve” a text as we intentionally choose texts that are inexhaustible.
A rich discussion developed in the shadow of Natalia’s sharing a screen with the image of a partially completed jigsaw with blue puzzle pieces and hearing two participants read aloud “Girls Overheard While Assembling a Puzzle” by Mary Szybist (posted below) The blues of sky and water and “the veins in my grandmother’s hands” drew us in. One person likened the poem to bodies of water that have no shape of their own but flow from place to place, taking the shape of their containers. We considered how the puzzle, which the girls were assembling, and the text, which we were puzzling over, needed to be shaped. That led one participant to comment on the importance of having a frame to work within and another to underscore the search for pieces that fit together. Early on, someone noticed that the form of the poem was that of an abecedarium—each line beginning with a letter of the alphabet in alphabetical order. She told us that this is an ancient form that appeared early on in Iran and in the Hebrew bible. There were wonderful intertextual associations to movies “A Wonderful Life” and “Wings of Desire.” While several people heard the poem as a stream of consciousness, others heard a conversation between girls. One person identified himself as a father who had overheard just this kind of exchange (associative, interrupted, broken lines) among his daughter and her friends.
We were pulled deeper and deeper into the mystery of the text as the speaker of the poem depicts the girls wanting to enter the garden in the puzzle. One participant said that the girls want to understand what is “under the surface”—even “X-Ray” the action. Or, another said, (because that word, in particular, puzzled readers, “X-Ray” was inserted into the poem to satisfy its abecedarian form?!
What images formed as participants worked in parallel with the girls? Although no specific image was described, several people saw “a classic image” or “something holy” forming.
Before we “eavesdroppers” moved to our own writing, Natalia shared a screen with a mosaic of images (including the cover of Mary Szybist’s poetry collection Incarnadine) that many painters have rendered and titled: The Annunciation.
The poem’s attention to young girls, curious about sexuality, as they assemble a puzzle that several participants described as “holy” seemed to unleash playfulness and sexual language in writing to the prompt: Imagine, then write a conversation between angels.
One writer named her angels Electricity and Metallica and they, in turn, called their charges “homo fabrios” for all the trouble they can manufacture. Several other angels expressed worry and frustration and powerlessness as they recognized that they couldn’t protect humans, who had been given free will. In listening to each other’s writing, we heard the exhaustion of these guardian angels. In addition we heard and experienced the power of creativity, laughter, and a lightness that abounded. It was almost as if we had grown wings and our voices became a choir of angels.
Participants are warmly encouraged to share what you wrote below (“Leave a Reply”), to keep the conversation going here, bearing in mind that the blog of course is a public space where confidentiality is not assured. In commemoration of our 50th English Language session, our facilitation team selected their favorite 50 texts for Narrative Medicine, posted below, and we encourage you to share one or two of yours as well, along with your writing!
Also, we would love to learn more about your experience of these sessions, so if you’re able, please take the time to fill out a follow-up survey of one to two quick questions!
Please join us for our next session Wednesday, July 22nd at 12pm EDT, with more times listed on our Live Virtual Group Sessions page.
Girls Overheard While Assembling a Puzzle by Mary Szybist Are you sure this blue is the same as the blue over there? This wall’s like the bottom of a pool, its color I mean. I need a darker two-piece this summer, the kind with elastic at the waist so it actually fits. I can’t find her hands. Where does this gold go? It’s like the angel’s giving her a little piece of honeycomb to eat. I don’t see why God doesn’t just come down and kiss her himself. This is the red of that lipstick we saw at the mall. This piece of her neck could fit into the light part of the sky. I think this is a piece of water. What kind of queen? You mean right here? And are we supposed to believe she can suddenly talk angel? Who thought this stuff up? I wish I had a velvet bikini. That flower’s the color of the veins in my grandmother’s hands. I wish we could walk into that garden and pick an X-ray to float on. Yeah. I do too. I’d say a zillion yeses to anyone for that.
Our Facilitator’s 50 Favorite Texts for Narrative Medicine
- The Mississippi River Empties Into the Gulf by Lucille Clifton
- The Last Remaining Speaker of Eyak Has Died by Michael Grabell
- Girl by Jamaica Kincaid
- For Calling the Spirit Back from Wandering the Earth in Its Human Feet by Joy Harjo
- Little Prayer- Danez Smith OCD by Neil Hilborn
- Good Bones by Maggie Smith
- Kindness by Naomi Shihab Nye
- “Bone Box” from Body of Work by Christine Montrose
- The Universe: Original Motion Picture Soundtrack by Tracy K Smith
- 19 by Lawrence Ferlinghetti (from A Coney Island of the Mind)
- Lady Freedom Among Us by Rita Dove (from On The Bus With Rosa Parks)
- Lights From Other Windows by Naomi Shihab Nye (from Words Under The Words)
- Interrogative by Tracy K. Smith (from Duende)
- September 1, 1939 by W. H. Auden (from Another Time)
- The Departure by Rachel Hadas (from Laws)
- Evening Walk by Charles Simic (from Sixty Poems)
- Dead Doe by Briget Pegeen Kelly (from Song)*
- Public Transportation by Elaine Sexton (from Sleuth)
- Visions of Johanna by Bob Dylan (from Blonde on Blonde)
- Musee des Beaux Arts by W. H. Auden
- Peaches by Adrienne Su
- The Hope I Know The Hope I Know by Thomas Centolella
- The Artist by William Carlos Williams
- Praise Song for the Day by Elizabeth Alexander
- Those Winter Sundays by Robert Hayden
- On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous by Ocean Vuong
- Tamara’s Opus, spoken word performance by Joshua Bennett
- The Mailman by Nazim Hikmet
- A worker’s speech to a doctor by Bertold Brecht
- The Chart by Rafael Campo
- The Salon by Angelica Recierdo
- A Sacred Place Never Spoken Of by Angelica Recierdo
- Anosmia Collection by Vibhu Krishna
- Days by Philip Larkin
- Where I’m From by George Ella Lyon
- In Shock by Rana Awdish
- Los Nadies by Eduardo Galeano
- Give Your Daughters Difficult Names by Assétou Xango
- In Tennessee I Found a Firefly by Mary Szybist
- Hairs by Sandra Cisneros
- The Vantage Point by Robert Frost
- Ode to a Pair of Scissors by Pablo Neruda
- The English Patient (first page) by Michael Ondaatje
- What Do We Have in Our Pockets/Etgar Keret
- Tía José by Ángeles Mastretta
- Who Will Run the Frog Hospital? (last page) by Lorrie Moore
- Medical History by Eleanor Stanford
- Monet Refuses the Operation by Lisel Mueller
- Two Answers by Mark Strand
- A Summer Day by Mary Oliver
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