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I feed on...

In response to Riff for Beatriz, a poem by Peter Sirr I feed on. I am fed. Umbilical cord. Placenta wall. Distance. Proximity....

The child

(in response to Beachcomber, a poem by Carol Ann Duffy) The Child. Objective. Looked at from a distance. Cold. “The” Child or the...

Places we love

(in response to Places We Love, a poem by Ivan V. Lalic) A symphony of gurgles, a circle of bellies all playing a tune. Perhaps they can...

Retreating

(in response to Retreating Wind, a poem by Louise Gluck) Walking backwards. Looking at a picture from afar. My family. Moving away, to...

Night time

(in response to Insomnia, by Elisabeth Bishop) Night time. Day time. Time isn’t just time. It has different qualities. At night the...

Messages

(in response to Home Thoughts, a poem by Jaime McKendrick) Messages. Writing. Invisible writing. Wax. Urine, urine. Pronunciations ....

The day I saw you

(in response to Its Face, a poem by Imtiaz Dharker) The day I saw you. Daylight. Not by night in a dark mirror, backlit. By day. Out...

I'm Here

(in response to a passage from Letting Stories Breathe: A Socio-Narratology, by Arthur Frank) I’m here. Not there. Here. All the choices...

Listening

(in response to Tremors, a poem by Stewart Conn) Attentive listening - assertive listening Listen to the wind or storm There is no sound...

Pandora's Box

(in response to a passage from More Useless Advise, a poem by Felix Dennis) If you open it all up what else is there? So little by...

Inspired by www.pulsevoices.org, Narrative Workshop participants are invited to share their work anonymously on this platform. Sharing inner most thoughts and stories with other participants in the workshops is a first step, while releasing stories into the ether, here, is a further progression of that act. In Narrative Workshops, we understand that “you don’t know what you want to say until you begin to say it”. In these fragments, participants have “begun to say it”. 
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