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

Thank you to everyone who joined for this session!

For this session we close-read the poem Someone Is Studying Einstein’s Brain by Miles Solstice, posted below.

Our prompt for this session was: Write about studying someone. 

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Please join us for our next session Friday December 20th at 6pm EST. This will be our last virtual group session of 2021! We will be taking a holiday break to give our volunteer facilitators time off for celebration, rest and time with family. We will be resuming virtual group sessions on January 10th, 2022 at 6pm EST, with more times to be listed on our Live Virtual Group Sessions page.


Someone Is Studying Einstein’s Brain by Miles Solstice

When the next great
                                        dies
will their emails
be packaged
                        and published
revealing
                        their motivation
                                                        for everything
they ever wrote
enlightening researchers
satisfying curious readers?

There’s more written down
now
        than ever
                        and none of it
is written down.
                             Ten
                                  thousand
elephants
               sway
                            in the breeze.
Blades
            of grass
                               conspire
against
            a dandelion.

An albatross flies five
hundred miles
                              without flapping
migrates
                  pole to pole.
The price
                      of a one hundred
trillion dollar bill.

                                Have you ever
sat next to a
                          campfire
                                                until your shoes
began to melt?
                                And what
of the toes
                                in that case?

5 thoughts on “Live Virtual Group Session: 12PM EST December 17th 2021

  1. Patricia D.

    I ask myself, “What motivates him to act that way?”
    and my mind replies, “He probably doesn’t have a clue.”
    I wonder, “What about enlightenment?”
    and my mind relies, “Look for chaos.”
    I determine, “It’s a mystery.” and my mind wanders into no man’s land where questions like this die on contact.
    I am thinking, “What’s my motivation for understanding him? and my mind follows
    the albatross who fly without flapping their wings…

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  2. Write about studying someone~~~

    She sits there silently, peering out her window.
    She speaks not a word,
    but I wonder what thoughts pass through her mind.
    Does she remember the hours upon hours that she spent tending to her beautiful roses,
    long since departed?
    Does she recall the memories of her family
    and the experiences she shared with them?
    Does she feel sadness at the losses she has experienced in her life?

    Her mind is now clouded over,
    the harshness of the world seems now to be muted.
    Maybe that is not so bad a situation to be in.

    So she sits by the window, watching the tree branches bend in the wind.

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  3. I stare.
    It’s not polite, I know.
    But I stare
    as though entranced,
    in restaurants
    at concerts
    on playgrounds
    in parks.
    Sometimes I stare at them when they’re moving,
    more often when they’re still
    for there are stories hidden within each of them.
    If only my eyes could see deeply enough,
    If only my ears could hear what they’re hiding
    from me
    from themselves,
    I could tell them their secret stories.

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  4. Elizabeth

    I study him through his letters
    His humorous doodles
    The way he expressed his devotion to his wife
    The way he showed his love to his daughters
    He was a lefty
    Who was was born during the days
    When lefties were taught to print right handed
    So every letter that he wrote
    Had been an effort
    Heartfelt
    Intentional
    Full of meaning and messages
    Making his presence felt
    Long after he was gone

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  5. Write about studying someone

    This picture is as sharp and clear
    as the dark blue protruding veins on your hands
    I used your Nivea cream trying to sooth the cracks
    I circled around this assault from bone to liquid
    I noticed the fine indented lines in your fingernails
    merging into tiny little crevasses on your right-hand index finger
    The half moons were still bright and clear
    Then something hard, dry and crusty,
    a wart on your middle finger obstructing
    where your rose gold wedding ring shone
    You used to say that it was caused by cracking egg whites

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