Live Virtual Group Session: 6pm EDT June 7th 2021

Thank you to everyone who joined for this session!

Our text for this session was an excerpt from Invisible Cities” by Italo Calvino, posted below.

Our prompt for this session was: “Write about a fascinating absence.”

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After a seven days’ march through woodland, the traveler directed toward Baucis cannot see the city and yet he has arrived. The slender stilts that rise from the ground at a great distance from one another and are lost above the clouds support the city. You climb them with ladders. On the ground the inhabitants rarely show themselves: having already everything they need up there, they prefer not to come down. Nothing of the city touches the earth except those long flamingo legs on which it rests and, when the days are sunny, a pierced, angular shadow that falls on the foliage.

         These are three hypotheses about the inhabitants of Baucis: that they hate the earth; that they respect the earth so much that they avoid all contact; that they love it as it was before they existed and with spyglasses and telescopes aimed downward they never tire of examining it, leaf by leaf, stone by stone, ant by ant, contemplating with fascination their own absence.

Cities and Eyes (Italo Calvino, Invisible Cities, pg. 77)

One thought on “Live Virtual Group Session: 6pm EDT June 7th 2021

  1. About a fascinating absence~~~

    Time disappeared, familiarity disappeared.
    I entered into a vagueness that can not be described.
    Strange emotions, strange surroundings.
    Shadows of life all around me but in obtuse forms difficult to recognize.
    Life askew in a tumbling motion.

    My inner compass sought to redirect me.
    Nuances of this topsy-turvy world added a sense of intrigue to my life experience.
    But echoes of familiarity now pull at me.
    A longing for what I knew, for what I found steady and secure.
    Turning back to a life that was lost but not forgotten.


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