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Showing posts with label Body as Canvas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Body as Canvas. Show all posts
10.12.09
Inspired by Armistead Maupin's The Night Listener: A Dedication to Mourning
I think Armistead Maupin wrote in his novel, The Night Listener, that sadness can be a physical thing, “wet and woolen” — he called it, a tangible entity that clings to us, heavy and damp. This poetic imagery captures the essence of how grief and sorrow manifest not just emotionally, but physically as well. Our bodies become the canvas on which our sadness paints its hues—sometimes subtly, sometimes glaringly.
Labels:
Armistead Maupin,
Body as Canvas,
Books & Literature,
depression,
Emotional Void,
Grief,
healing,
Imperceptible Sadness,
Silence that Screams,
Sorrow,
The Night Listener,
Wet and Woolen
I am an educator and a writer. I was born in Louisiana and I now live in the Big Apple. My heart beats to the rhythm of "Ain't No Place to Pee on Mardi Gras Day". My style is of the hot sauce variety. I love philosophy sprinkles and a hot cup of café au lait.
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