Live Virtual Group Session: 6PM EDT April 10th 2023

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For this session we read a poem “On the Road Home” by Wallace Stevens, posted below.

Our prompt was: Begin with… ‘it was when you said.’

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"On the Road Home" by Wallace Stevens

It was when I said,
“There is no such thing as the truth,”
That the grapes seemed fatter.
The fox ran out of his hole.

You . . . You said
“There are many truths,
But they are not parts of a truth.”
Then the tree, at night, began to change,

Smoking through green and smoking blue.
We were two figures in a wood.
We said we stood alone.

It was when I said,
“Words are not forms of a single word.
In the sum of the parts, there are only the parts.
The world must be measured by eye”;

It was when you said,
“The idols have seen lots of poverty,
Snakes and gold and lice,
But not the truth”;

It was at that time, that the silence was largest
And longest, the night was roundest,
The fragrance of the autumn warmest,
Closest and strongest.

Credit: Wallace Stevens. 

12 thoughts on “Live Virtual Group Session: 6PM EDT April 10th 2023

  1. It was when you said,
    that made my heart leap a little.
    You remember me
    by my name
    from that one picture of us
    twenty years ago.
    I’m still alive in the
    mystery of your disappearing mind
    not yet deleted
    erased or unintelligible.
    And I think you also said,
    “I love you.”


  2. Andre Lijoi

    “It was when you said…”

    How many times did I blink when you said…
    whatever it was…often it didn’t matter
    but something in the unconscious blinked
    setting off a response driven by the ever-operating
    a summation of experiences
    that only the Unconscious could parse
    (often during sleep)
    and when it blinks I’ve learned to
    look carefully and ask
    “What was it you just said?”


  3. It was when you said the words, “There should be no sadness”…that I doubted their validity since those moments in time still echo within me.
    I stood by your bedside, knowing the ultimate outcome… for your struggle had been a difficult one.
    I stood there as you took your last breaths so peacefully, knowing that you were transferring from this temporary world to the heavens above.
    I tried to tell myself that you were in a much better place,
    that I should find a measure of happiness in that.
    But my heart has an open gap in it, where sorrow and sadness seem to flow., and the gap is slow to heal.


  4. Elizabeth

    I don’t remember your exact words,
    But I do remember the tone in your voice.
    To paraphrase Maya Angelou…
    People will forget what you said,
    But people will never forget how you made them feel.
    Then came the moment of clarity.
    Your feelings have been displayed subtly over the years,
    It is only now that I see the truth.


    • michele348

      You are quite right, Elizabeth. It is the manner in which we are told something that has a way of lingering in our minds. Sometimes that has a more profound effect than the words themselves. But sometimes, also, we may place a different slant on those words which may have not been the intention..


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