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Post Office Poems episodes
- Poem #22: the inner room (goodbye)
I am no longer writing poems about the post office.
On fallen petals, what your mind gets up to if left un-distracted, and the return--at long last-- of the future.
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ebenhoffer.com7 min - Poem #21: having time (and time) again
The 60 hour work weeks are gone. 40 is a lot to ask, but we’re nearly there.
On remembering the things you like to do when you have time, practicing route time, and loving things in their own way.
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ebenhoffer.com4 min - Poem #20: after the ice storm
Power’s back on, the car’s dug out, so back to work it is.
On the dream of fixing things instantly, actually fixing things slowly, and getting old with your ideal self.
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ebenhoffer.com4 min - Poem #19: mourning the old route
I found myself staring at the sky, verklempt over some old addresses.
On saying goodbye, getting what you want, and learning to go slowly.
6 min - Poem #18: wet mail met wail
If not for a variety of things, it would have been OK.
On cascading failures, the effect of rainfall on mail delivery, and the goop in your floating-glitter cell phone case.postofficepoems.com
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ebenhoffer.com5 min - Poem #17: Christmas is coming, union buster
There are no stewards left at my shop.
On union leadership, crimes against humanity, and what to say when people wish you Merry Christmas.postofficepoems.com
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ebenhoffer.com10 min - Poem #16: The knack of being loved
The care home where my route begins is divided into three sections, the last of which is where they care for those who are beginning to drift.
On newspapers, reminding people of their name, and the knack of being loved.
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ebenhoffer.com6 min - Poem #15: Covid case at my station
Covid case at my station. How's work going, man?
On contacts of contacts not counting as contacts, checking in, and doing the things that somebody has to do.
Featuring: an interview.
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ebenhoffer.com8 min - Poem #14: Unrest
WHAT THE MIDDLE CLASSES DO DURING QUARANTINE
On the people who Get The Mail, the impulse to not give a shit, and something, not exactly sure what, about empathy and its boundaries.
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ebenhoffer.com9 min - Poem #13: Elections (meet the candidates)
During the primary I felt good about being a necessary part of our democratic process but I feel nothing right now except sore.
On the distinction between state and federal labor law, delivering negative campaigns materials to their target candidate, and the mailboxes that pinch one's fingies.postofficepoems.com
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About Post Office Poems
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My brother is a letter carrier for the United States Post Office. Every day, he walks around and puts mail into slots on people's houses. He also writes poetry.
Post Office Poems is a series of short meditations on existing in your body in the real world, the joys and tragedies of bureaucracy, and The Mail.
Take a moment with us to consider the glue that holds our mutual lives together: the discount glue, that is only sort of sticky, that you can't get off your shirt.