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  1. Dec 2020
    1. Ships at a distance have every man’s wish on board. For some they come in with the tide. For others they sail forever on the horizon, never out of sight, never landing until the Watcher turns his eyes away in resignation, his dreams mocked to death by Time. That is the life of men.

      Just what is a dream? Shared among all of us Fleeting, temporary, but also a constant in our minds Dwelling there, in formation, waiting for the day you finally decide to take action Waiting, just waiting, nagging at you. “I’m here! I’m here!”

      For some, they never materialize. For some, a dream never results in anything but. Inching closer- just out of reach- until hope turns to bitter resentment And the greatest achievement of all is lost to time

      You may look at them like stars in the sky Or the tide in the waves Or the embodiment of isolation But it’s ingrained in all of us to reach for something greater To be acknowledged in the sea of people clamoring for attention To accomplish something to set you apart

      Sometimes it may be hard to grasp For something, just barely, above the tips of your fingers Taunting you, dazzling you with it’s brightness Until finally, with the last of your breath You breach the plateau, rise out of the bell curve And everything is as you imagined. Make sure you grab onto one of those opportunities Grab it, steer it, don’t let it escape, and wrestle it over the finish line.

    1. “Ships at a distance have every man’s wish on board. For some they come in with the tide. For others they sail forever on the horizon, never out of sight, never landing until the Watcher turns his eyes away in resignation, his dreams mocked to death by Time. That is the life of men.

      I wrote a poem as an invitation to create response, as I thought it was a good way to express my emotions at the time. As I wrote, I tried to capture the spirit of the text I wanted to get across- light, floaty, motivational. I modified punctuation, started new lines at proper times in the sentence, and really tried to write not just standard prose, but something that you could connect to and be moved by. I thought that particular invitation prompt was interesting because it also focused on the perception of dreams- how every person has a unique set of dreams and has a different view on their achievability. When I wrote my invitation, I aimed to include a wide variety of dreams, anything that could be aimed for. I ended on a somewhat motivational note, uplifting, trying to push people to fulfill those desires.

    1. “Ships at a distance have every man’s wish on board. For some they come in with the tide. For others they sail forever on the horizon, never out of sight, never landing until the Watcher turns his eyes away in resignation, his dreams mocked to death by Time. That is the life of men. Now, women forget all those things they don’t want to remember and remember everything they don’t want to forget. The dream is the truth. Then they act and do things accordingly.” (p. 1)In these first two paragraphs Zora Neale Hurston sets the scene for us as to what we may expect as we delve into the book. From your understanding and interpretation and lived experience, pull some words or concepts or thoughts from these two paragraphs and create a response to this introduction to the novel. Use poetry, a dialogue, a speech, video clip...whatever other creative form may appeal to you…

      Just what is a dream? Shared among all of us Fleeting, temporary, but also a constant in our minds Dwelling there, in formation, waiting for the day you finally decide to take action Waiting, just waiting, nagging at you. “I’m here! I’m here!”

      For some, they never materialize. For some, a dream never results in anything but. Inching closer- just out of reach- until hope turns to bitter resentment And the greatest achievement of all is lost to time

      You may look at them like stars in the sky Or the tide in the waves Or the embodiment of isolation But it’s ingrained in all of us to reach for something greater To be acknowledged in the sea of people clamoring for attention To accomplish something to set you apart

      Sometimes it may be hard to grasp For something, just barely, above the tips of your fingers Taunting you, dazzling you with it’s brightness Until finally, with the last of your breath You breach the plateau, rise out of the bell curve And everything is as you imagined. Make sure you grab onto one of those opportunities Grab it, steer it, don’t let it escape, and wrestle it over the finish line.