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can someone tell me from which of Lucie Brock-Broido's poems is the line "All afternoon I have prepared... my body for none" --something like that. i forget!

ran into this while arranging my poems into a manuscript. featured in Issue 58.4 of Denver Quarterly 💖

“No sibling, no mother. Her / paws were dry magic beads. I touched them.” bewitched by this poem. Feral, @jessicacuello.bsky.social

we created exquisite corpse poems for ASOOPP2 (2022)! here’s one with lines by me, @unsavorywench.bsky.social, Will Davis, @seagoatscreams.bsky.social, @letitia.bsky.social, @roanna.bsky.social, Ankit Raj Ojha & @glenn-a-barker.bsky.social ! free PDF: tinyurl.com/2023asoopp2 #donatedwordspoetry

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Tenderness does not choose its own uses. —Jane Hirshfield

not often has it happened to me nor am i sure what it means, but i woke up with the opening line of my own poem stuck in my head. if it was up to me, i’d snag it in a heartbeat. again.

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My scalp is alive, love touched it. —Jean Valentine

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if anybody here wants to read a new poem I have published, in the adroit journal. there are stars in it..

thinking about this @taraskurtu.bsky.social poem