Shownotes
To take death
Maggie Devers
Chin hairs, on my grandma when she died.
My mother sick with regret.
We are all exposed in death
And she took it on
The chin
Hairs of my friend’s grandmother when she died.
A decade later and half a world away
And her mother’s similar despair.
Why didn’t I warn her?
How could I forget?
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Write After: National Poetry Month with One Poem Only
Write After is a way to encourage poets to listen and write, and use National Poetry Month to highlight how listening to poetry makes us better poets. I know I write the best when I’m surrounded by beautiful poetry–it’s part of the reason I created this podcast, and I want to encourage others to share this practice.
We'll get started in April. You can share to #WriteAfterOPO.
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