#jane huffman

[pollen]

Jane Huffman, from "Six Revisions"

[notsoterriblymisanthropic]

Jane Huffman, 'On Influence' from Public Abstract

[poet-dreaming]

The Rest by Jane Huffman from Public Abstract

[theburningflash]

On Moving by Jane Huffman

[bostonpoetryslam]

I rap at the door of my will and the door of my want as to will them away. My want like a veil on the floor. I appear at the door of my will with a veil in my hand and a comb in my hair. My want like a hole that I bore in the floor.

Jane Huffman, “Failed Sestina,” published in Poetry

[lifeinpoetry]

I lost

myself inside my longing's circles, fell into my longing like a sword into the sea. My longing lost itself inside my head, and so I tried to find a way to set it down, I tried

— Jane Huffman, from “Sestina with Six Titles,” published in TYPO

[largethingslargerthings]

[thesingingknives]

I thought That I could love My fear could

Build with it A desk and chest Of drawers

Like fear was Made of pine And nails

And glue could Sew myself Into a dress

With it or Matching set In shocking blue

Could plait My hair with it Could paint

With it could Thin my paint With it

Could spread It like a sheet Onto my bed

Could slice a loaf Of bread on fear's Serrated edge

—Jane Huffman, “[I thought that I could love]” (Sixth Finch, Spring 2023)