Using our writer’s imaginations to announce our place in the family of things
Below is a poem that I hope inspires you to avoid loneliness in these trying COVID-19 times. Accept my invitation to connect with others over the six weeks beginning October 1 — using our writer’s imaginations to announce our place in the family of things.
Writing exercises will help you:
• Explore the rhythm & tonality of your own unique voice
• Create an image/moment
• Discover new voices
When: October 1, 8, 15, 22, 29 and Nov 5, 2020 plus a Reading and Celebration
Thursday evenings from 5:00 p.m. until 7:30 p.m.
Where: Private home in Rockport (we will wear masks and practice social distancing)
Cost: $375 for six group classes OR $25 Discount/$350 if paid in full by October 1, 2020
Join: Call 207.542.0528 or email email@example.com
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
from Dream Work by Mary Oliver
published by Atlantic Monthly Press
© Mary Oliver