Live Virtual Group Session: 12PM EST November 17th 2021

Thank you to everyone who joined for this session!

For this session we close-read the poem Study the Masters by Lucille Clifton, posted below.

Our prompt for this session was: “Write about dreams.”

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Study the Masters by Lucille Clifton

like my aunt timmie.
it was her iron,
or one like hers,
that smoothed the sheets
the master poet slept on.
home or hotel, what matters is
he lay himself down on her handiwork
and dreamed. she dreamed too, words:
some cherokee, some masai and some
huge and particular as hope.
if you had heard her
chanting as she ironed
you would understand form and line
and discipline and order and
america.

4 thoughts on “Live Virtual Group Session: 12PM EST November 17th 2021

  1. Write about dreams~~~

    In the still of the night, when the world is quiet,
    I lay here and stare into the darkness.
    A flood of thoughts tumble through my mind,
    blurred by the tiredness of my body.

    My hopes, my wants for the future flitter through my mind,
    like shooting stars in the night sky.
    Worries become exaggerated, larger than life,
    then softly move away into the darkness.
    No solutions are found, only what-ifs.
    If only clarity would arrive;
    that will have to wait until day dawns.

    I drift off into a deeper state, the cares and fears have sneaked away. Grayness fills the mind.
    And rest comes.

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  2. al3793

    Lucille Clifton Study the Masters
    Write about dreams.

    They say that if you’re dreaming you are sleeping
    Do dreams let us sleep?
    I know some dreamers who are so restless.
    They are like fall leaves alighted by the slant of the sun’s beam on a windy day.
    I rarely remember my dreams.
    Do I not dream them or
    am I just sleeping through them and
    if I do am I missing something important or
    rather, is it the dreams of the conscious mind that are most important?
    Is it a conscious mind’s dreams of donating the self to the Other that sets one free.

    Andre

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  3. Helen Mia

    Write about dreams…

    She was in a pitch-black auditorium a viewing of Moisture by Leszek Madzik

    A mesmerising silence, darkness and meagre light emerged revealing a glimpse
    of what looked like silvery body parts graciously moving to ethereal music
    Illuminated hands struggling to reach the surface of the damp moisture
    Leszek came out of the shadowy jet-black curtains dressed as a Catholic Priest
    He picked her up gently in his arms and carried her to the Baltic Sea
    He knew everything about her and was going to perform a Baptism
    They sank down dreamily into the ocean bed. Timelessness
    The sage green seaweeds danced like ceremonial angels
    Holding her tightly they arose
    The Blackbirds were circling and singing loudly
    She arrived home after so many years of time gone…

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  4. Study the Masters… like my Aunt Timmie,
    Because everyone knows, she said,
    That it all begins in the world of dreams
    Where the dreams we dream must find their way
    Through the turbulent barriers of the mind
    To be realized in what we mistakenly think of
    As the real, waking world.

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