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Charles Wright

Rae Armantrout

Today in heartbreak, read this new poem by William Woolfit: reckoning.press/turquoise-ci...

That's as close as you'll ever get but she's already figured out how to appear in your dreams, just not yet, not until you've stopped being nervous at twilight. When Debussy felt his opera going nowhere, he let it. - Dean Young, “The Fox”

A #birddivination for today. Available as a stand-alone print at bit.ly/painted-bunting and as part of the deck of 100 (along with the story behind them) at almanacofbirds.org

this i think is the poem I’m most known for, and probably will be for the rest of my life

May Swenson, with found annotation

"... I shout through the guiltless but roaring silence that it will be okay because even in my dreams I am learning that another answer would be death before impact"

"... and when I was young I was mildly outrageous, and now I am completely, having seen in my brief forays into predictability that there's no percentage in it. Really, there isn't. I know you hope there is, but really, there isn't." —Irene McKinney, "Legs," from "Have You Had Enough Darkness Yet?"

Aww my first @ and rebleet. Def got my fix here.

October in a new backyard / It was chilly this morning and the kids said maybe we'll have more luck with snow here and I said sometimes, sometimes it snows in October.

i'm on bluesky / this monarch's on the grass hello hello