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For this session we took a close look at a graphic image from “R E S E M B L A N C E / 與” by Jonathan C Chou, posted below.

Our prompt was: “Write about seeing without understanding.”

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From R E S E M B L A N C E / 與 by Jonathan C Chou

Credit: Jonathan C Chou

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For this session we read an excerpt from the book “There’s No Such Thing as an Easy Job” by Kikuko Tsumura, posted below.

Our prompt was: “Write about unwritten rules.”

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Credit: Kikuko Tsumura, Polly Barton (Translator)

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For this session we read a poem “We” by Joshua Bennett, posted below.

Our prompt was: “Write about what’s worth paying attention to.”

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We by Joshua Bennett

The money of  the mind is attention, maybe.

Which is not, initially, where I thought I’d begin,

but we’re already here now, using the language

of care and economy, though God-talk was truly

my first way in. Sustained attention is how we approach

a flesh and blood experience of the Divine I say to the

therapist nodding her head, only moments after

we disagree over whether her dress is coral or yellow

-based red, as opposed, of course, to a blue-based

red, like the square on her tartan scarf. My jacket

is the color of snow on television. My eyes

are as brown as my father’s when he lifted a stranger

off the ground he saw through the driver’s side window

beating a woman on Broadway. I am almost the age now

he was then, and am still studying the difference between

what a man proclaims in speech and what he says with his

body. Tomorrow marks another year on Earth for his third

son, and he is a father now, with a boy he is trying to teach

the benefits of apprehension. Who instead prefers to walk

on his hands, leap from the playground slide, climb

on countertops to watch TV from another room entirely.

Where does my influence, my aspiration, end and the child

begin? Who refashions the cosmos with his laughter.

Source: Poetry (May 2025)

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For this session we read a poem “Seated Beside Iggy at a Dinner Party” by Anne Tannam, posted below.

Our prompt was: “Write about diving in.”

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Seated Beside Iggy at a Dinner Party by Anne Tannam

It's hard not to feel intimidated. After all, this is
   the man who invented the stage dive, bare-chested 

haloed father of punk rock, ecstatic, bloodied, wing-torn
   Icarus, resurrected, strutting his tail feathers, embracing 

the legend of the fall. Puts you in mind of your mother,
   who, on her sixtieth birthday, skydived from a height

of ten thousand feet, the crack of her ankle breaking
   heralded her triumphant descent, into the family hall of fame.

You wait until they've served dessert, a rich chocolate 
   ganache tart, garnished with the season's first strawberries,

before turning to glance sideways at his face, its hush
   of concentration, each spoonful manna from heaven lifted 

reverently to his lips, rapt expression a cross between Tiny
   Tim's and Scrooge's as they feasted on the ghost of second 

chances and the promise of Christmas all year round. Swivelling
   in your seat, you clear your throat; it's now or never.

When will you again get the chance to crack the code
   of how to live like tomorrow is a conspiracy 

of the imagination? He puts down his spoon, like he's got 
   all day, waits for you to form the words. If you don’t

mind me asking, your face reddening, how do you 
do it; how do you live like you're never going to die?

He gestures to your untouched plate: the scalloped 
   pastry's golden crust, the heady marriage of chocolate

and cream, the curvaceous blush of summer fruit. A gift 
   from the gods, he says, beckoning: go on, dive in.

Credit: Anne Tannam

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For this session we took a close look at the painting “Touch” by Rembrandt, posted below.

Our prompt was: “Write about pain anticipated.”

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Touch by Rembrandt

Libby, Alexandra, Ilona van Tuinen, and Arthur K. Wheelock Jr. “Allegory of Hearing, Allegory of Smell, Allegory of Touch, from The Series of the Five Senses” (2017). . In The Leiden Collection Catalogue, 4th ed. Edited by Arthur K. Wheelock Jr. and Elizabeth Nogrady with Caroline Van Cauwenberge. New York, 2023–. https://theleidencollection.com/artwork/stone-operation/ (accessed May 05, 2025).

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For this session we read a an excerpt from the play “Molly Sweeney” by Brian Friel, posted below.

Our prompt was: “Write about a period of difficult change.”

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An excerpt from the play Molly Sweeney by Brian Friel.

Credit: Brian Friel

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For this session we read a poem “Characteristics of Life” by Camille T. Dungy, posted below.

Our prompt was: “Write of an impossible hope.”

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Characteristics of Life  by Camille T. Dungy

A fifth of animals without backbones could be at risk of extinction, say scientists.
—BBC Nature News

       Ask me if I speak for the snail and I will tell you
I speak for the snail.
                         I speak of underneathedness
and the welcome of mosses,
                                       of life that springs up,
little lives that pull back and wait for a moment.
 
I speak for the damselfly, water skeet, mollusk,
the caterpillar, the beetle, the spider, the ant.
                                                       I speak
from the time before spinelessness was frowned upon.
 
Ask me if I speak for the moon jelly. I will tell you
                       one thing today and another tomorrow
       and I will be as consistent as anything alive
on this earth.
 
                       I move as the currents move, with the breezes.
What part of your nature drives you? You, in your cubicle
ought to understand me. I filter and filter and filter all day.
 
Ask me if I speak for the nautilus and I will be silent
as the nautilus shell on a shelf. I can be beautiful
and useless if that's all you know to ask of me.
 
Ask me what I know of longing and I will speak of distances
       between meadows of night-blooming flowers.
                                                       I will speak
                       the impossible hope of the firefly.
 
                                               You with the candle
burning and only one chair at your table must understand
       such wordless desire.
 
                               To say it is mindless is missing the point.

Copyright Credit: "Characteristics of Life” from Trophic Cascade © 2017 by Camille Dungy. Published by Wesleyan University Press. Used by permission.
Source: Trophic Cascade (Wesleyan University Press, 2017)

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For this session we read a poem “Of Avocados” by Juan J. Morales, posted below.

Our prompt was: “Write about what to return for.”

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Of Avocados by Juan J. Morales

Like two hands pressed
together, they are twice as large
on the island. One feeds
the family meal, sending us to wonder
why are they so small
stateside? On our last visit to PR
we sat on my tío’s patio
to talk and drink cafecitos.
My dad stared down the giant tree
burdened with dark green fruit.
His brother didn’t offer him
a single one.
My tío died soon after
that visit. Dad kept bringing up
the abundance his brother never offered,
not as a grudge, but as a recollection
of what we still couldn’t get in the states,
of what was delicious enough
to keep all borders open.

Within the year, two more
of dad’s siblings passed away
and last week we lost him,
a man who planned to return for
one more avocado. For each of us,
he would have peeled away craggy skin,
parsed the flesh, and held out
those green wedges
on the point of his knife. We would have
accepted it
as one last gift
to savor in our mouths.

Credit:Juan J. Morales

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For this session we read a poem “When Giving Is All We Have” by Alberto Ríos, posted below.

Our prompt was: “We give because...”

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When Giving Is All We Have 
Alberto Ríos 1952 –
                                           One river gives
                                           Its journey to the next.

We give because someone gave to us.
We give because nobody gave to us.

We give because giving has changed us.
We give because giving could have changed us.

We have been better for it,
We have been wounded by it—

Giving has many faces: It is loud and quiet,
Big, though small, diamond in wood-nails.

Its story is old, the plot worn and the pages too,
But we read this book, anyway, over and again:

Giving is, first and every time, hand to hand,
Mine to yours, yours to mine.

You gave me blue and I gave you yellow.
Together we are simple green. You gave me

What you did not have, and I gave you
What I had to give—together, we made

Something greater from the difference.
 

Copyright © 2014 by Alberto Ríos. Used with permission of the author.

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For this session we took a close look at the painting “Relatives” by Tidawhitney Lek, posted below.

Our prompt was:“Write about sharing a joke.”

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Relatives by Tidawhitney Lek

Credit: Tidawhitney Lek