I am more with you
We lost two too many this week, at least. I want to tell you about my friend. Then a poem by Andrea Gibson.
Kristin Lueke
Poet. Virgo. Chingona. Everybody eats.
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Whatever happens
What are we doing? Embracing each other as we are? Holding onto each other for dear life? The answer is yes.
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Isn't the moon dark too
We now conclude this brief mental break with a word from/for our friends and body.
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A beehive here inside my heart
I sat outside late one morning and saw a billion birds, now it's everyone's problem. Plus some advice for the shifting season, and a poem Molly sent me.
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No strange bird sings alone
Learning to bring different birds close, use water wisely, and lose my mind a little each day to keep from losing it a lot at once. Plus here's some recently published poems.
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My heart a bird's heart
Halfway through another year, I say a small prayer for your peace, try to notice what's changed and changing, and share two poems about (almost) touching.
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This is the shape of the world
We only get so many hours on earth. A finch laid five eggs. I write my poems and try to spend my time wisely while we wait for the world to get good.
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The burning world
On bearing witness to atrocity, (para)social death, fearless futures, and three poems by Krista Franklin, Faisal Mohyuddin, and Mathias Svalina.
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I know the earth is laughing
There is despair here, audacity too, and hope beyond belief. Also a bunch of recently published poems.
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I am writing with both hands
I seen a new bird and I talk to myself. No surprises, just suggestions, plus a poem by Franz Wright.
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This we'd call a life
Remember, you're an animal. And one day, maybe, you'll be food.
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When the world is flowers
I watched a bee die and did what I could. I listen to poets and give what I can. In this case it's two very short poems about possums.