[weltenwellen]

Growing Up Joy Sullivan

[persimmon444-deactivated2021052]

This line from If Beale Street Could Talk made me cry for some reason

[havingapoemwithyou]

not getting closer by Jack Gilbert

[desescrita]

“Tonight I can smell the season the way it’s usually only possible to at the very first moments of its return, before you’re used to it, when you’ve forgotten its smell, then there it is back in the air and the flow of things shifting and resettling again.”

— Ali Smith, The Whole Story and Other Stories

[symeonae]

The Hunger Artists, Maud Ellmann

[apocryphics]

[desescrita]

“Tonight I can smell the season the way it’s usually only possible to at the very first moments of its return, before you’re used to it, when you’ve forgotten its smell, then there it is back in the air and the flow of things shifting and resettling again.”

— Ali Smith, The Whole Story and Other Stories

[feral-ballad]

Franz Wright, from Walking to Martha's Vineyard; “Flight”

[pityroad]

— Holes, Eileen Myles, from ‘I Must Be Living Twice, New & Selected Poems 1975-2014’

[aguard1ente]

Lunch Poems / Frank O’Hara

—St Paul and all that

[havingapoemwithyou]

I love you more by Abu Salma / Abd al-Kareem al-Karmi tr. Sharif Elmusa and Naomi Shihab Nye

[chateauofmymind]

[soracities]

Fady Joudah, from the poetry collection [...], excerpt pub. The Yale Review [ID']

[therisingfog]

[untitled-1991]

linda gregg “new york address” 1985

[soracities]

Mia Mingus, from "Moving Toward the Ugly: A Politic Beyond Desirability" [ID'd]

[ololygas]