<blockquote>I open a book.</blockquote><blockquote>One brittle flower falls,</blockquote><blockquote>Shudders into dust.</blockquote><blockquote>No flicker of flame</blockquote><blockquote>Could be as beautiful</blockquote><blockquote>and as burning</blockquote><blockquote>and as brief</blockquote><blockquote>As the memories</blockquote><blockquote>that perfumed powder</blockquote><blockquote>evokes.</blockquote><blockquote> </blockquote><blockquote>- Joanne Witzkowski</blockquote><blockquote>﻿</blockquote>More from Joanne Witzkowski ↓<ul><li>@a.wannie on <a href="https://www.threads.com/@a.wannie?xmt=AQF0n03fychOilHVGmQ1_Mjqnq7jITAbps9rOoZtJuGYT3Q" rel="noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">Threads</a> & <a href="https://www.instagram.com/a.wannie/" rel="noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">Instagram</a> </li></ul> Mentioned in this episode:Join the mailing list to be the first to know when OPO submissions open ⬇️<a href="https://one-poem-only.captivate.fm/free-flow">🖋️ Read My Newsletter: Free Flow 🖋️</a>

I open a book.One brittle flower falls,Shudders into dust.No flicker of flameCould be as beautifuland as burningand as briefAs the memoriesthat perfumed powderevokes. - Joanne Witzkowski﻿More from Joanne Witzkowski ↓@a.wannie on Threads & Instagram Mentioned in this episode: Join the mailing list to be the first to know when OPO submissions open ⬇️ 🖋️ Read My Newsletter: Free Flow 🖋️

I open a book.One brittle flower falls,Shudders into dust.No flicker of flameCould be as beautifuland as burningand as briefAs the memoriesthat perfumed powderevokes. - Joanne Witzkowski﻿More from Joanne Witzkowski ↓<ul><li>@a.wannie on <a href="https://www.threads.com/@a.wannie?xmt=AQF0n03fychOilHVGmQ1_Mjqnq7jITAbps9rOoZtJuGYT3Q" rel="noopener noreferrer">Threads</a> &amp; <a href="https://www.instagram.com/a.wannie/" rel="noopener noreferrer">Instagram</a> </li></ul> Mentioned in this episode:Join the mailing list to be the first to know when OPO submissions open ⬇️<a href="https://one-poem-only.captivate.fm/free-flow" rel="noopener noreferrer">🖋️ Read My Newsletter: Free Flow 🖋️</a>

I open a book by Joanne Witzkowski

A daily reading. A quiet moment. One poem, center stage: just for now, just for you. A one-night-only show, in verse.

I'm Maggie Devers, and each day I'll read you one poem—nothing more, nothing less. No analysis, no noise—just a little space to listen. Come back tomorrow. The curtain rises again.

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A daily reading. A quiet moment. One poem, center stage: just for now, just for you. A one-night-only show, in verse. I'm Maggie Devers, and each day I'll read you one poem—nothing more, nothing less. No analysis, no noise—just a little space to listen. Come back tomorrow. The curtain rises again.

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