Poem, Lynda Hull

So I was curious about this poet, Lynda Hull, because she’s a favorite of one of my favorites–Virginia Chase Sutton.  So I went to The Poetry Foundation and found the poem “Tide of Voices“: TIDE OF VOICES At the hour the streetlights come on, buildings turn abstract.  The Hudson, for a moment, formal. We drink […]

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Poem by Vikas K. Menon

Vikas K. Menon       UNSHRIVEN they say you must abolish your self others burn their lack with bourbon, fall into the easy incandescence of the night.  thy juggle their intoxication and selves, a furious circus. they scare off what they seek. but you–you are here for me. among my many selves I keep […]

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Exquisite Poem by Amy Gerstler

TOURING THE DOLL HOSPITAL by Amy Gerstler Why so many senseless injuries? This one’s glass teeth knocked out. Eyes missing, or stuck open or closed. Limbs torn away. Sawdust dribbles onto the floor like an hourglass running out. Fingerless hands, noses chipped or bitten off. Many are bald or burnt. Some, we learn, are victims […]

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Poets Nick Flynn and Matthew Dickman

It’s been awhile since I shared some of my favorite poems, so here goes.  These are poems by the incredibly talented Nick Flynn from his book Some Ether (also the author of Another Bullshit Night in Suck City which was turned into the movie “Being Flynn”) and Matthew Dickman from his All-American Poem book of […]

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An Amazing Poem by Heather Sawaya

So I had the very fortunate luck of coming across a poem“Pull Me Down” by blogger and poet Heather Sawaya over at Heather Sawaya Poetry.  It made me cry. A lot.  And it’s so insightful as to what it’s like for a caregiver/lover/best friend/helper of someone with so much suffering.   She’s an advocate for […]

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“And I Said to My Soul, Be Loud” Christian Wiman

Christian Wiman, from Every Riven Thing And I Said to My Soul, Be Loud Madden me back to an afternoon I carry in me not like a wound but like a will against a wound Give me again enough man to be the child choosing my own annihilations To make of this severed limb a […]

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From “Mutable Earth” Louise Gluck

f”…So you couldn’t protect yourself? The absolute erodes; the boundary, the wall around the self erodes. If I was waiting I had been invaded by time. But do you think you’re free? I think I recognize the patterns of my nature. Bud do you think you’re free? I had nothing and I was still changed. […]

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Excerpts from Carl Adamshick’s “The Emptiness”

“…the forked branch of my existence was lit like a crackof lightning. My breath, my tongue, the broken font of my voice had wanted to praise. And when I didn’t speak I became a secret, a testimony against my own body. I lived and lived with the fact that I watched others struggle and pray. […]

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Quotes

Quotes

“I have to block out thoughts of you so I don’t lose my head/ they crawl in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed/dropping little reels of tape to remind me that I’m alone/playing movies in my head that make a porno feel like home/there’s a burning in my pride, a nervous bleeding in […]

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The Lonesome Dream by Lisel Mueller

I wanted to share this awesome poem by Lisel Mueller I found in her Pulitzer Prize winning book I bought called Alive Together: New and Selected Poems.  Here goes THE LONESOME DREAM In the America of the dream the first rise of the moon swings free of the ocean, and she reigns in her shining […]

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Jorie Graham’s “Prayer” (part of it)

motion that forces change— this is freedom. This is the force of faith. Nobody gets what they want. Never again are you the same. The longing is to be pure. What you get is to be changed. More and more by each glistening minute, through which infinity threads itself, also oblivion, of course, the aftershocks […]

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