Category Archives: Heptahedron

Still the Seven of Us

We remain the same seven.

All still separate, each with our own voice. But here all still collaborating, joining our poetry in the same way a family joins its separate lives in one love.

Sara has not left us. In her notebooks and through her inspiration, her words and visions will remain a living part of us and of this collaboration through poem after poem after poem. You will see her name specifically cited on some poems, coupled with one or more of our other writers. Many times that will be for a poem Sara actually started and left unfinished, on her very direct invitation to us for joining her in further drafting. Even many more will be the times when we owe credit to her notes and essays on poetic form and metaphor, so will honor her for her living testament by including her as one of our collaborators. She will always remain one of our family’s members for life and beyond.

David has not left us. His solitude and pain may make him seem a silent partner for a very long time. But through Sara he did find his own voice, and his sincere support continues to strengthen and nourish our union with fresh air and water and inspiration. He will always remain one of our family’s members, welcome anytime with a hug through and through.

Adrien has not left us. Strangely enough, with the exception of me – I knew him from before through a mutual friend – the one thing in common that introduced him to the rest of us was him being made the target of cruel betrayal of trust. Take the time to find out the truth of him, and you find in him a true and enduring friend who keeps his word and who will enrich your own life. Sara took the time to look for him beyond the trashtalk she’d been told. And in the end, not even David saw her essays and poems and visions as clearly as Adrien’s paintings knew for her. Whether he ever actively returns to this collaboration won’t ever matter. He will always remain one of our family’s members, trusted and respected and known.

Two have joined us. In due course, we will formally give them the floor. One of those has already contributed to our most recent full collaboration. Both are already working with me and the others on drafting poems with one or more of our other authors. We don’t expect to change the name we adopted to identify our collaborative family. But without sidelining Sara, David or Adrien to any degree, yet still moving to join with Sheila and with Michael, we will remain the Heptahedron. Maybe if one does equal two, and if we felt fine calling six equal to seven before, then nine is just as equal to seven now. We are.

Together with the others of us, Maggie

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Our Public and Private Faces

When I make love, nothing is held back or hidden. That doesn’t mean I have to make love with everyone I love, just to prove to them I truly love them.

Every person I love may see me naked, sometimes even if I am making love with my lover. I’m not shy with those I love. That doesn’t mean I have to strip down for everyone I care for as a friend, just to prove to them that I do truly care.

Every person I come in contact with at all, even the most remote stranger, may see my eyes, sometimes even when they are crying over my most secret pain. I don’t mask myself, not ever. That doesn’t mean that I have to open my door to let someone come spraypaint graffiti all over my home, just to prove I do believe in free speech.

And even people who pretend to ignore me out on the street, that’s their choice and they are still always free to see me as I am in public. I’m no different just because I’m clothed and keeping intimacies reserved for those I love most dearly. I’m not one way in bed then a liar out on the street – it’s the same me, private or public.

That’s how it is for this public face we’ve begun posting for our collaboration. Our group shares a very active private poetry blog that serves our purposes quite well – think of it as all seven of us in bed together at once, metaphorically speaking but every bit as open as if we truly were so. This comment blog and its associated poetry blog are the “street” version of that. Everything we say in the public version is just as true and as real as the bedroom version, and our words won’t change direction based on audience or venue. It’s just that there are certain things we will only share with those who are prepared to take responsibility for complete and honest intimacy.

So look, I’m married to Dean, so quite obviously it might seem a little silly or even pretentious or some other thing our detractors like to insult if I exchange comments with my own husband here, when we all know I whisper “what I really mean” every night making love with him. What I really mean? Hey, talking with my husband when I make love with him doesn’t mean I ignore him and don’t speak with him when we’re together out at our favorite poetry club downtown, does it?

Ditto Sara, married to David. And ditto Cynthia, who lives with Denise. And every one of our group has met each of the other ones face to face. And although we now live in separate geographies, we have video calls and phone calls and chats and e-mails and very active discussions in our private poetry blog each and every single day. Anyone else out there who has such private contact with any close lover, friend or colleague knows that when you’ve got such heavy private conversations going on, then anything you say to each other in public is said knowing it might be heard by someone else, or sometimes is even said to your loved one knowing it will be shared by someone else. That is so commonplace as to be downright universal. Think that it’s still truthful for you but not for me, and yours is a hypocritical truth. The point being that what we say here is as truthful both to us and to everyone else as it is when we say it in our most private moments.

– Maggie, speaking for all of us

Heptahedron Authors – Some Background

Some background on the authors of The Heptahedron —

  • Maggie & Dean  are married and have a baby girl. Maggie is the senior writer of the two; Dean joins The Heptahedron under Maggie’s influence and with her support, but participates in his own right with his own unique voice.
  • Sara and David  are engaged to be married and are expecting a child in May 2013 have a baby boy. Sara is the senior writer of the two; David has quickly been showing he comes to us with his own unique vision.
  • Cynthia and Denise  plan to marry in early 2013 are married. Both have sufficient experience in writing to be active contributors to the group’s mission.

Our seventh reads a thousand poems to any single one he ever gets around to writing, so will mainly be posting his work in our group’s private site.

We are being joined by two more poets — Sheila and Michael — whom we will present further in due course.

We all nine are unified in a single spiritual belief. Although the most ancient and most common of beliefs, ours has always been so individual and private as to have always valued its intense secrecy, so we will not go into detail nor seek to lead any other to our faith. Even so, the unity we have through our belief is central to the effort that this collaboration represents, and nothing written here will ever be inconsistent with our belief.

Although none of us has any current interest in taking the writing of the group any further than these blogs present, obviously every one in this group has become very seriously obsessed with Sara’s explorations into sestina variations and other poetic forms and methods.

That’s enough background for now. Maybe enough for later.

Heptahedron – Commencement

We are six authors (plus one), coming together to collaborate on some of the poetry we write. Heptahedron will carry publicly posted poems on which we have worked together.

This blog will carry publicly posted background notes and discussion.

The commencement of our collaboration was sparked by the return to us of Sara, a gifted young poet who recently spent a little more than a year recovering from back-to-back grand mal seizures. A single voice brought together from our many was visualized by her during her absence, and she continues to provide the core vision to our joint work here.