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Reading “Fetishes of the Floating World” by Don Domanski

Reading “Fetishes of the Floating World” by Don Domanski

I love how these words float while the lines ground them, and their strong movement forward while fighting to be present.
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Reading “Lullaby” by Lena Khalaf Tuffaha

Reading “Lullaby” by Lena Khalaf Tuffaha

I love the honesty of this poem. It makes our failure plain, in a simple excruciating way, and I find that helpful.
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Reading “Our sermon today concerns the dialectic” by Terrance Hayes

Reading “Our sermon today concerns the dialectic” by Terrance Hayes

I love how tight and smooth and strong these sonnets are, while managing to be so grounded, and reach wildly high, and break off lines in masterful opening-up inviting-in kinds of ways.
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Reading “One Art” by Elizabeth Bishop

Reading “One Art” by Elizabeth Bishop

So many poems deal with loss, I think in large part because it’s a topic that’s hard to assign words to. This take makes light of an awful heavy that hits you full square at the end.
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Reading “What You Missed that Day You Were Absent from Fourth Grade” by Brad Aaron Modlin

Reading “What You Missed that Day You Were Absent from Fourth Grade” by Brad Aaron Modlin

... made me feel all the things I’ve been trying to learn that I always think I should already know. Isn’t obvious to know how to feel at home, for instance? 
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Reading “Untitled poem about sensitization” & “The things the dead have touched” by Erin Noteboom

Reading “Untitled poem about sensitization” & “The things the dead have touched” by Erin Noteboom

If you’ve had someone impossibly close die impossibly (and isn’t death always impossible to us living?) then you know those terrible awkward decisions that have to happen about socks.
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Reciting “Throwing Away the Mail” by Wendell Berry

Reciting “Throwing Away the Mail” by Wendell Berry

What have you tried to simplify lately that wasn’t simple?
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Reading “After Preparing the Altar, the Ghosts Feast Feverishly” by Jane Wong

Reading “After Preparing the Altar, the Ghosts Feast Feverishly” by Jane Wong

There are so many issues in our world rooted in wanting more. This poem gives us more and then some...
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Reading “There, There, Grieving” by Zeina Hashem Beck

Reading “There, There, Grieving” by Zeina Hashem Beck

We go from deep dear familiarity to blown wide open nothing/everything in a line and a half.
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Reading “Leaving” by Li-Young Lee

Reading “Leaving” by Li-Young Lee

I love the idea of less nearness making way for more farness, for things far to get to come into view.
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Reading three poems by Mosab Abu Toha

Reading three poems by Mosab Abu Toha

Imagine waking to the ground shaking, looking out your window, and seeing your neighbor’s house gone.
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Reading “In all of my dreams, the words I love you” by Hanif Abdurraqib

Reading “In all of my dreams, the words I love you” by Hanif Abdurraqib

I like the forgetting and remembering that keeps happening throughout the poem and how it becomes an act of drowning itself; I certainly feel washed up and shook up and glad to be alive here at the shore of just having read it.
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Reading “Just as the Winged Energy of Delight” by Rainer Maria Rilke

Reading “Just as the Winged Energy of Delight” by Rainer Maria Rilke

Rilke’s idea of stretching strengths between opposites, maybe even finding strength there — it unsettled me and I think it provided a key to find my way out of forced dualities. Or at least allowed for a door.
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Reading “kara sevde” by Amber Flame

Reading “kara sevde” by Amber Flame

“dear reader, this is a spell for you. if you’ve been lonely, or broken. if you’ve longed for love that did not make you afraid to be whole. if you’ve longed to be free and longed to be home…”
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Reading “Loveable” by Raymond Antrobus

Reading “Loveable” by Raymond Antrobus

Have you ever not said “I love you too” when someone said “I love you”? Have you been on the other end, received that silence?
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Reading “Woman with Amputated Breast at her Mother-in-Law's Grave” by Katie Farris

Reading “Woman with Amputated Breast at her Mother-in-Law's Grave” by Katie Farris

I feel the poem pushing at that door to the grave as it moves from line to line, wondering wide and coming back in tight to the details of daily life.
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Reading “The River of Bees” by W.S. Merwin

Reading “The River of Bees” by W.S. Merwin

This poem has me mulling on living vs surviving, vs thriving — I tend to be one for extremes so the idea of a middle ground being the point, or the place is foreign.
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Reading “A Thousand Twangling Instruments” by T. Liem

Reading “A Thousand Twangling Instruments” by T. Liem

For me this poem holds a lot of both/and: acceptance and standing up; quiet and strength; being and not; continuing and returning. It refuses one way in all the ways I can read it.
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Reading “Eb” with Niels Goovaerts

Reading “Eb” with Niels Goovaerts

This idea of ebbing — coming and going, beginning and ending, always repeating, ending yet repeating — it feels difficult to speak to in English for me as well. But I know the feeling of standing at the shore’s edge & how a tide moves...
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Reading “Landing” by Linda Hogan

Reading “Landing” by Linda Hogan

A poem for you about landing as I take off again! With gratitude for all the grounding poetry gives and sweet whisking away by one’s friends.
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Reading “We Love What We Have” by Mosab Abu Toha

Reading “We Love What We Have” by Mosab Abu Toha

A breath, a full and plenty-ness dropped in the midst of much death. Ongoing.
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Reading “Sunflower Sonnet Number Two” by June Jordan

Reading “Sunflower Sonnet Number Two” by June Jordan

I don’t remember when I first read this poem but it was in a different book and a different time. I do remember how I felt when I read it, longing for long term love and recognizing the perfect contradictions and depth of it this poem names so well. 
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Reading “In a Time of Peace” by Ilya Kaminsky

Reading “In a Time of Peace” by Ilya Kaminsky

The war. All the wars. Still we are living. I think Ilya’s work asks us how, how are we living? And can we do better?
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Reading “November 19, 2016” by Cedar Sigo

Reading “November 19, 2016” by Cedar Sigo

This poem has my mind branching and stretching in many directions, I love the simplicity and open feeling I get alongside very concrete imagery. Maybe because of the imagery?
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Reading “Middle of the Way” by Galway Kinnell

Reading “Middle of the Way” by Galway Kinnell

When I read the line “Concocted a little fire in the darkness.” I immediately thought of poetry being the fire, and writing it being the act of concocting.
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Reading “Saturn’s Rings” by Ellen Bass

Reading “Saturn’s Rings” by Ellen Bass

I feel quite calm every time I get to the end of this poem. While it draws up many sadnesses and curious connections, it lets them go as it moves through memory and acknowledgment back to being.
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Reading “Thank you” by Ross Gay

Reading “Thank you” by Ross Gay

Wishing you so many thanks, both given and received, and much time outside. Remember when you’re at a loss, and have nothing to say, “thank you” is always a good bet.
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Reading “Diving into the Wreck” by Adrienne Rich

Reading “Diving into the Wreck” by Adrienne Rich

I love “worn by salt and sway” and the fact that the haunters are tentative. That the wreck is terrible yes and hard to see, takes time to get to, but once you’re there it’s quiet and oh so beautiful and you get to be your many selves without any which one competing. Everyone’s allowed.
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Reading “The Creation Story” by Joy Harjo

Reading “The Creation Story” by Joy Harjo

I can’t remember when I first read this poem but my strong association with the book is slipping it into a tote bag on the way to the ER. Even in emergencies—actually, especially then—I bring poetry.
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Reading “Miss you. Would like to take a walk with you.” by Gabrielle Calvocoressi

Reading “Miss you. Would like to take a walk with you.” by Gabrielle Calvocoressi

When I am overcome with grief, even in the seizing, halting, gasping, blustery nose-blowing throes of it, there’s always a small hard seed of gratitude for the feeling I am feeling.
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Reading “Where I End Up” by Donika Kelly

Reading “Where I End Up” by Donika Kelly

I love the idea of personal ghosts being faithful and true, and able to choose one day to stay while we ourselves move on. It’s a mysterious process letting go of ghosts...
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Reading “Torso of Air” by Ocean Vuong

Reading “Torso of Air” by Ocean Vuong

I can’t recommend enough the whole book that this poem comes from; it was a rare reading experience for me the first time through, all at once and punctuated by several sudden bursts of uncontrollable sobs.
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Reading “Printer’s Note” and “Poem at Lunch” by Gray Zeitz

Reading “Printer’s Note” and “Poem at Lunch” by Gray Zeitz

Gray reminds me that huge amounts of work can get done, and pleasurably, by practicing one’s craft well and unhurried, and all while prioritizing poetry and people. His poems settle me in the daily life of neighbors and the natural world...
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Reading “Crossing” by Jericho Brown

Reading “Crossing” by Jericho Brown

A poem for you about water, and vastness, and movement. Each time I visit this poem I feel recognized in my cycles of work and it makes me pause and step back to wonder...
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Reading “Apenimonodan / Trust” by Margaret Noodin

Reading “Apenimonodan / Trust” by Margaret Noodin

Wishing you so many people in your life worth polishing, and plenty opening alongside any needed shutting.
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Reading “water sign woman” and “i am not done yet” by Lucille Clifton

Reading “water sign woman” and “i am not done yet” by Lucille Clifton

Books! They hold us close and never judge and hold whole worlds in slim volumes for us to pick up anytime and find a thing we need. And wow is poetry needed. Always in the most unsuspecting of moments, too.
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