Encuentros virtuales en vivo: Sรกbado 29 de octubre, 13:00 EDT

Sesiรณn de medicina narrativa 29 de octubre, 2022

Nos reunimos 3 participantes, desde Argentina y Nueva York.

El poema de esta sesiรณn fue โ€œFortunaโ€, escrito por Ida Vitale. Primero vimos el poema leรญdo por la poeta y despuรฉs leรญmos el poema dos veces a voz alta.

Un participante hizo la comparaciรณn a lo que estรก pasando las mujeres en Irรกn. Ellas no tienen estas fortunas. La poeta escribe en Uruguay, pero el tema es aplicable en todo el mundo.

La poeta esta agradecida de las cosas sencillas, pero cuando uno no tiene estas cosas, estos derechos, la vida es mucho mรกs difรญcil, especialmente para las mujeres (la poeta menciona el matrimonio y ser medida en cabras). Alguien menciono que uno valora las cosas cuando las pierde.

Una participante noto los tres versos finales. ยฟDe quiรฉn habla la poeta cuando escribe las ultimas lรญneas?

Descubrir por ti misma

otro ser no previsto

en el puente de la mirada.

Se supone que ella busca la mirada del otro. Como si el otro fuera un espejo. La mujer no prevista en los demรกs. Libertades que antes no tenรญa. Estรก hablando de lo que ya hizo, del pasado.

Tambiรฉn se notรณ el uso del verbo โ€œserโ€ en la frase, โ€œNo ser casadaโ€. No ser casada no es lo mismo que no estar casado. Ella habla de existir. Este debate nos llevรณ hablar de la definiciรณn de

La propuesta de escritura fue โ€œEscribe sobre tu fortunaโ€. Los participantes escribieron en la sombra del poema. Los temas que surgieron fueron el concepto del tiempo y que lo hace a una afortunado. Las escrituras parecรญan parรกbolas.

Aquรญ, ahora alentamos a los participantes que, si asรญ lo desean, compartan lo que escribieron a continuaciรณn.ย Deja tu respuesta aquรญ, si deseas continuar la conversaciรณn sobre el poema de Ida Vitale. Pero antes, les recomendamos tener en cuenta que el blog es un espacio pรบblico donde, por supuesto, no se garantiza la confidencialidad.

Por favor, รบnase a nosotros en nuestra prรณxima sesiรณn en espaรฑol: El sรกbado 26 noviembre a las 13 hrs. o a la 1 pm EST. Tambiรฉn, ofrecemos sesiones en inglรฉs. Ve a nuestra pรกgina de sesiones grupales virtuales en vivo.


Fortuna por Ida Vitale

Por aรฑos, disfrutar del error
 
y de su enmienda,
 
haber podido hablar, caminar libre,
 
no existir mutilada,
 
no entrar o sรญ en iglesias,
 
leer, oรญr la mรบsica querida,
 
ser en la noche un ser como en el dรญa.

No ser casada en un negocio,
 
medida en cabras,
 
sufrir gobierno de parientes
 
o legal lapidaciรณn.
 
No desfilar ya nunca
 
y no admitir palabras
 
que pongan en la sangre
 
limaduras de hierro.
 
Descubrir por ti misma
 
otro ser no previsto
 
en el puente de la mirada.
 
Ser humano y mujer, ni mรกs ni menos.


Live Virtual Group Session: 12PM EDT October 28th 2022

Thank you to everyone who joined us for this session!

For this session we took a close look at the painting Strange Shadows (Shadows and Substance)โ€ by Gertrude Abercrombie, posted below. 

Our prompt was: โ€œWrite about what’s hidden or revealed in a shadow.โ€

More details will be posted on this session, so check back again!

Participants are warmly encouraged to share what you wrote below (โ€œLeave a Replyโ€), to keep the conversation going here, bearing in mind that the blog of course is a public space where confidentiality is not assured.

Also, we would love to learn more about your experience of these sessions, so if youโ€™re able, please take the time to fill out a follow-up survey of one to two quick questions!

Please join us for our next session Friday November 4th at 12 pm EDT, with more times listed on our Live Virtual Group Sessions.


Strange Shadows (Shadows and Substance)โ€ by Gertrude Abercrombie

ยฉ 2022 Hyperallergic


Live Virtual Group Session: 6PM EDT October 24th 2022

Thank you to everyone who joined us for this session!

For this session we read the poem An Old Story by Tracy K. Smith, posted below.ย 

Our prompt was: โ€œ Write about a color that has made you weep. โ€

More details will be posted on this session, so check back again!

Participants are warmly encouraged to share what you wrote below (โ€œLeave a Replyโ€), to keep the conversation going here, bearing in mind that the blog of course is a public space where confidentiality is not assured.

Also, we would love to learn more about your experience of these sessions, so if youโ€™re able, please take the time to fill out a follow-up survey of one to two quick questions!

Please join us for our next session Friday October 28th at 6 pm EDT, with more times listed on our Live Virtual Group Sessions.


An Old Story by Tracy K. Smith

We were made to understand it would be
Terrible. Every small want, every niggling urge,
Every hate swollen to a kind of epic wind. 
 
Livid, the land, and ravaged, like a rageful 
Dream. The worst in us having taken over 
And broken the rest utterly down. 
 
                                                                 A long age 
Passed. When at last we knew how little 
Would survive usโ€”how little we had mended 
 
Or built that was not now lostโ€”something 
Large and old awoke. And then our singing 
Brought on a different manner of weather. 
 
Then animals long believed gone crept down 
From trees. We took new stock of one another. 
We wept to be reminded of such color. 

Credit: poetryfoundation.org
Tracy K. Smith, "An Old Story" from Wade in the Water.  
Copyright ยฉ 2018 by Tracy K. Smith.  

 

Live Virtual Group Session: 12PM EDT October 21st 2022

Thank you to everyone who joined us for this session!

For this session we viewed the short film Forty-Nine Limbs by Melissa Miller, posted below.ย 

Our prompt was:ย โ€œWrite about whatโ€™s left behind.โ€

More details will be posted on this session, so check back again!

Participants are warmly encouraged to share what you wrote below (โ€œLeave a Replyโ€), to keep the conversation going here, bearing in mind that the blog of course is a public space where confidentiality is not assured.

Also, we would love to learn more about your experience of these sessions, so if youโ€™re able, please take the time to fill out a follow-up survey of one to two quick questions!

Please join us for our next session Monday October 24th at 6 pm EDT, with more times listed on our Live Virtual Group Sessions.



Live Virtual Group Session: 6PM EDT October 17th 2022

Thank you to everyone who joined us for this session!

For this session we read a poem First Fall by Maggie Smith, posted below. 

Our prompt was: Write an introduction to a season or Write about knowing it will come back.

More details will be posted on this session, so check back again!

Participants are warmly encouraged to share what you wrote below (โ€œLeave a Replyโ€), to keep the conversation going here, bearing in mind that the blog of course is a public space where confidentiality is not assured.

Also, we would love to learn more about your experience of these sessions, so if youโ€™re able, please take the time to fill out a follow-up survey of one to two quick questions!

Please join us for our next session Friday October 21st at 12 pm EDT, with more times listed on our Live Virtual Group Sessions.


First Fall by Maggie Smith

Iโ€™m your guide here. In the evening-dark
morning streets, I point and name.
Look, the sycamores, their mottled,
paint-by-number bark. Look, the leaves
rusting and crisping at the edges.
I walk through Schiller Park with you
on my chest. Stars smolder well
into daylight. Look, the pond, the ducks,
the dogs paddling after their prized sticks.
Fall is when the only things you know
because Iโ€™ve named them
begin to end. Soon Iโ€™ll have another
season to offer you: frost soft
on the window and a porthole
sighed there, ice sleeving the bare
gray branches. The first time you see
something die, you wonโ€™t know it might
come back. Iโ€™m desperate for you
to love the world because I brought you here.

Credit: poetryfoundation.org
Maggie Smith, "First Fall" from Good Bones.  
Copyright ยฉ 2017 by Maggie Smith.  

Live Virtual Group Session: 6PM EDT October 10th 2022

Thank you to everyone who joined us for this session!

For this session we read an excerpt from “Whereas Statements” by Layli Long Soldier, posted below. 

Our prompt was: โ€œ Whereasโ€ฆโ€

More details will be posted on this session, so check back again!

Participants are warmly encouraged to share what you wrote below (โ€œLeave a Replyโ€), to keep the conversation going here, bearing in mind that the blog of course is a public space where confidentiality is not assured.

Also, we would love to learn more about your experience of these sessions, so if youโ€™re able, please take the time to fill out a follow-up survey of one to two quick questions!

Please join us for our next session Monday October 17th at 6 pm EDT, with more times listed on our Live Virtual Group Sessions.


Excerpt from “Whereas Statements” by Layli Long Soldier


Live Virtual Group Session: 12PM EDT October 7th 2022

Thank you to everyone who joined us for this session!

For this session we took a close look at photos from a series titled Bedside Manner by Corrine Botz, posted below. 

Our prompt was: โ€œWrite who is seen.โ€

More details will be posted on this session, so check back again!

Participants are warmly encouraged to share what you wrote below (โ€œLeave a Replyโ€), to keep the conversation going here, bearing in mind that the blog of course is a public space where confidentiality is not assured.

Also, we would love to learn more about your experience of these sessions, so if youโ€™re able, please take the time to fill out a follow-up survey of one to two quick questions!

Please join us for our next session Monday October 10th at 6 pm EDT, with more times listed on our Live Virtual Group Sessions.


Bedside Manner by Corrine Botz

โ€œ Wilton โ€
Credit: Corrine Botz
โ€œWilly Annโ€
Credit: Corrine Botz
โ€œ Lori โ€
Credit: Corrine Botz
โ€œHandsโ€
Credit: Corrine Botz

Live Virtual Group Session: 6PM EDT October 3rd 2022

Thank you to everyone who joined us for this session!

For this session we look a close look at the short animation film titled โ€œBitzbutzโ€ by Gil Alkabetz , posted below. 

Our prompt was: โ€œWrite or draw a time you felt eaten up inside.โ€

Participants are warmly encouraged to share what you wrote below (โ€œLeave a Replyโ€), to keep the conversation going here, bearing in mind that the blog of course is a public space where confidentiality is not assured.

Also, we would love to learn more about your experience of these sessions, so if youโ€™re able, please take the time to fill out a follow-up survey of one to two quick questions!

Please join us for our next session Friday October 7th at 12 pm EDT, with more times listed on our Live Virtual Group Sessions.


โ€œBitzbutzโ€ by Gil Alkabetz


Encuentros virtuales en vivo: Sรกbado 1 de octubre, 13:00 EDT

Atendieron 5 personas desde Nueva York,ย Argentina, y Espaรฑa. El texto que trabajamos fue la pinturaย โ€œFernand Lรฉger – Danseuse au tambourin – Romeo,โ€ย deย Lita Cabellut.

Una participante se fijรณ en que la imagen transmite una gran ambigรผedad en todos los aspectos; no se sabe si es una mujer o un hombre. Es un rasgo mรกs masculino con ropa femenina. Entre mรกs se mira el retrato, menos tiene uno claro lo que ve.

La pintura tiene dos mitades muy distintas. La cabeza es mรกs grande y transmite sentimiento. Los dos ojos miran hacia abajo, no se ve brillo. Alguien opino que es un hombre vestido como una mujer. Estรก en construcciรณn lo que รฉl va a hacer, lo que quiere hacer, pero su cuerpo no estรก definido todavรญa.

Esta pintura es parte de una serie que se llama โ€œFemme de Neuve.โ€ Esto nos ayudรณ a entender la mirada de la personaโ€”se ve vacรญa.

Una participante vio que alguien le esta agarrando los brazos por atrรกs y otra persona le pareciรณ que ella tiene un brazo mรกs femenino y el otro no se ve bien, es mรกs grande y masculino. Es como si ella estuviera en construcciรณn. Alguien dijo que para ella era un proceso de deconstrucciรณn. Otra persona le llamo la atenciรณn la mรกscara que ella lleva en su cara y los colores que le pintaron encima del retrato.ย 

La propuesta de escritura fue โ€œEscribe sobre un momento que mantuviste la calmaโ€.ย Los participantes escribieron sobre mantener la calma durante diferentes momentos en el cual mantienen la calma; como uno hace el balance de las consecuencias de no mantener la calma. Aunque uno no pueda resolver nada es mejor no hacer nada porque alguien puede perder la vida.ย 

Aquรญ, ahora alentamos a los participantes que si asรญ lo desean, compartan lo que escribieron a continuaciรณn. Deja tu respuesta aquรญ, si deseas continuar la conversaciรณn. Pero antes, les recomendamos tener en cuenta que el blog es un espacio pรบblico donde, por supuesto, no se garantiza la confidencialidad.


Fernand Lรฉger – Danseuse au tambourin – Romeo por Lita Cabellut


Live Virtual Group Session: 12PM EDT September 30th 2022

Thank you to everyone who joined us for this session!

For this session we read a poem In Blackwater Woods by Mary Oliver , posted below. 

Our prompt was: โ€œIn a few words, name what is difficult to put into words.โ€

More details will be posted on this session, so check back again!

Participants are warmly encouraged to share what you wrote below (โ€œLeave a Replyโ€), to keep the conversation going here, bearing in mind that the blog of course is a public space where confidentiality is not assured.

Also, we would love to learn more about your experience of these sessions, so if youโ€™re able, please take the time to fill out a follow-up survey of one to two quick questions!

Please join us for our next session Monday October 3rd at 6 pm EDT, with more times listed on our Live Virtual Group Sessions.


In Blackwater Woods by Mary Oliver

Look, the trees
are turning
their own bodies
into pillars

of light,
are giving off the rich
fragrance of cinnamon
and fulfillment,

the long tapers
of cattails
are bursting and floating away over
the blue shoulders

of the ponds,
and every pond,
no matter what its
name is, is

nameless now.
Every year
everything
I have ever learned

in my lifetime
leads back to this: the fires
and the black river of loss
whose other side

is salvation,
whose meaning
none of us will ever know.
To live in this world

you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it

against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go

ยฉ Back Bay Books, 1983.