Picnic, lightning is how Vladimir Nabokov's Humbert recounts his "very photogenic" mother's demise.The comma, her last breath before the lightning's revision.A writer invites the illuminating flash; our response speaks to our ability to survive, interpret and even transcend.From Emily Dickinson's nuanced "every clamor bright" to prose and poems about trick clocks, transcendent rooms, lockdown and landscape, join us at The Green Arcade as we explore the ways our new reality electrifies perception and memory.
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