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For this session our text was the poem Early Confession by Carolyn Forché, posted below.
Our prompt was: “If I had never…”
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Early Confession by Carolyn Forché If I had never walked the snow fields, heard the iced birch, leant against wind hard toward distant house, ever distant, wind in the coat, snow over the boot tops, supper fires in windows far across the stubbly farms, none of them my house until the end, the last, and late, always late, despite how early I’d set off wearing gloves of glass, a coat standing up by itself. If I had never reached the house, but instead lain down in the drifts to finish a dream, if I had finished, would I have reached the rest of my life, here, now, with you whispering: must not sleep, not rest, must not take flight, must wake.