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Jo Candiano's avatar

This is quite unlike anything I've read. I felt like I was reading a painting. Guernica.

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Sal Randolph's avatar

Jo! Thank you!

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Tara Penry's avatar

“What is one person’s betrayal in all of that?” -- This story is full of mystery and evasion, but there’s no escaping its pain. The strategy of not-telling is bold. The speaker can’t change what happened but tries to give it tolerable perspective; feels blame but doesn’t want to tell the story in a way that puts blame in the center. Inventive and artful. I hope you are having a generative retreat!

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Sal Randolph's avatar

Tara, thank you! The silent retreat was wonderful and is still ringing through me.

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driftonthis's avatar

"I had been writing a poem with my body in space." All this..

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Julie Gabrielli's avatar

How? Really, how how how did you DO this? It’s stunning, breathtaking. So many winking stars of beauty, like this one: “This is the inverse of deja vu, where something novel seems to be already known, instead what is known has become unrecognizable.”

The trust you show here. I’m in awe.

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Sal Randolph's avatar

Wow, thank you Julie.

I had a moment of terror before starting, and so I turned to a writing oracle that I made for myself in the 90s, and recently found again. It helped me through the whole process.

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Julie Gabrielli's avatar

Woah! What in the world is a “writing oracle”?! I must know more!

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Sal Randolph's avatar

I think I’m going to a post about it! It was amazing to reconnect with it snd I had the thought of sharing it with everyone.

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Julie Gabrielli's avatar

Oh please do!!

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Sal Randolph's avatar

Maybe even a class/workshop!

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Julie Gabrielli's avatar

Sign me up

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Troy Putney's avatar

"The island I live on has been cleft, it has become a pair of islands that no longer know each other. It was done with a wooden spoon, the kind that every kitchen has, a well-used spoon, softened by a thousand pots of spaghetti sauce, a spoon in the hand of a child. It was not one spoon, but two, and it was not one child, but twins." That's just such a beautiful passage, in a tender, thought provoking piece.

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