a mountain that wasn't burning
Do you guys want an album of poetry? Good, I made one.
Kristin Lueke
Poet. Virgo. Chingona. Everybody eats.
The huge beating genius machine
I've been doing a lot somatic therapy and EMDR for nine months, when do I get to ascend? Maybe that's not the point. Plus a bunch of recent publications, an upcoming album, and an all-timer from Ada Limón.
All this love
Good news. Turns out we have an infinite capacity for love.
A bird and a stone
Writing from a floor in Chicago again. There have been many beautiful days, though I live too much in my mind.
A lightship full of birdsong
A whole life keeps happening, even when I struggle to sit down and write about it. But it's here, it's mine. I'm trying to make it a good one. Also a poem by Gaby Calvocoressi. It's perfect.
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.
Newsletter
Whatever happens
What are we doing? Embracing each other as we are? Holding onto each other for dear life? The answer is yes.
Newsletter
Isn't the moon dark too
We now conclude this brief mental break with a word from/for our friends and body.
Newsletter
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.
Newsletter
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.
Newsletter
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.
Podcast
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.