Shownotes
when we fall
Paper Trail Poetry
when we fall
we give back to the soil
that nurtured us.
seasonally,
we are compost, yes,
but life-giving nonetheless.
when we fall
our roots are ruptured;
we are bare.
decay tightens
its cold, rotten grasp,
but hope shall not be choked out.
when we fall
the way forward is paved
with opportunity
so make room for grace
to replant you come spring
where you’ll stretch in sunlight again.
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One Poem Only submissions are open.
This round, I’m looking for poems about what remains. What stays with us after we experience change? What survives? What do we yearn to carry forward? Send me the poem you wrote and want the world to hear. Also, if you’d like to read your own poem on the podcast, you can. Submit a clear audio file recorded in a quiet space—no perfect studio recording required. And yes, your poem can have been previously published in a literary magazine, a book, or on social media. Submissions close Thursday, October 29. I’ll respond by Wednesday, November 11. Whether I read your poem or you read it yourself, I’d love to hear what you have to share.
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