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Sunday Recap & Through the Sound by Maggie Devers
Here’s your recap of this week’s poems plus one new poem to carry us into the week ahead.
Our entire world–galaxy–is cut off from the rest of the universeWe fill this void by lashing outBy forgetting why we're hereBy rushing through the good partsAnd replaying the bad ones
The things they promised would never happenNow occur at such a frequency,There is no time to parse their soundsThe morning birdsong is immense and unwaveringA reminder not to close your ears
A reminder that the small and weak are us,As are the brutesWe only have to look them in the eyes to know–One day we will die.
Familiar things become derangedThere is a part of us that remembers these horrorsBecause we’ve seen them beforeIn the hours we wait for understanding
The smell of a familiar stuffed bearOf pancakes on the griddleRosemary scented palms, sticky with the smelling
Where do pain and fear live?In the small quiet corners of our bodyWhere they try not to cry,Where they bite their lipLook deep into the middle distanceAnd imagine they are safe.
Jan 26 - Born of Ashes by Goldilocks @goldenprisonpoetry on Instagram.
Jan 27 - The Mythical Hero of Legend has Clinical Depression by Oscar W Isaacs @oscarwritesaacs on Instagram.
Jan 28 - Cheap Therapy Cheat Sheet by Tanja Lau @tanias.butterflies on Instagram. Tania's Butterflies on Substack. Listen to me read Rumors by Tanja on Instagram @rembrandts.cure
Jan 29 - The Grief that Grips Our World by Raquel Dionísio Abrantes @poets_desk on Instagram.
Jan 30 - Without The Noise by Dipanwita Dey @iamdipanwitadey on Instagram.
Jan 31 - Chai and Chrysanthemum by Mahnoor Rehan @smearedwithcrimson on Instagram.
Feb 1
Through the SoundMaggie DeversHow much longer will we keep up the farceHow much longer will the charade last?We thrive onscreen with tricks of light and soundOur entire world–galaxy–is cut off from the rest of the universeWe fill this void by lashing outBy forgetting why we're hereBy rushing through the good partsAnd replaying the bad ones
The things they promised would never happenNow occur at such a frequency,There is no time to parse their soundsThe morning birdsong is immense and unwaveringA reminder not to close your ears
A reminder that the small and weak are us,As are the brutesWe only have to look them in the eyes to know–One day we will die.
Familiar things become derangedThere is a part of us that remembers these horrorsBecause we’ve seen them beforeIn the hours we wait for understanding
The smell of a familiar stuffed bearOf pancakes on the griddleRosemary scented palms, sticky with the smelling
Where do pain and fear live?In the small quiet corners of our bodyWhere they try not to cry,Where they bite their lipLook deep into the middle distanceAnd imagine they are safe.
More from Maggie Devers ↓
- My debut poetry collection, For My Daughter, available as an audiobook.
- Purchase a signed copy of For My Daughter or get one free by subscribing to the podcast: One Poem Only on Patreon
- Follow me on Instagram for more poetry @rembrandts.cure
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Join the mailing list to be the first to know when OPO submissions open ⬇️
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By Maggie DeversHere’s your recap of this week’s poems plus one new poem to carry us into the week ahead.
Our entire world–galaxy–is cut off from the rest of the universeWe fill this void by lashing outBy forgetting why we're hereBy rushing through the good partsAnd replaying the bad ones
The things they promised would never happenNow occur at such a frequency,There is no time to parse their soundsThe morning birdsong is immense and unwaveringA reminder not to close your ears
A reminder that the small and weak are us,As are the brutesWe only have to look them in the eyes to know–One day we will die.
Familiar things become derangedThere is a part of us that remembers these horrorsBecause we’ve seen them beforeIn the hours we wait for understanding
The smell of a familiar stuffed bearOf pancakes on the griddleRosemary scented palms, sticky with the smelling
Where do pain and fear live?In the small quiet corners of our bodyWhere they try not to cry,Where they bite their lipLook deep into the middle distanceAnd imagine they are safe.
Jan 26 - Born of Ashes by Goldilocks @goldenprisonpoetry on Instagram.
Jan 27 - The Mythical Hero of Legend has Clinical Depression by Oscar W Isaacs @oscarwritesaacs on Instagram.
Jan 28 - Cheap Therapy Cheat Sheet by Tanja Lau @tanias.butterflies on Instagram. Tania's Butterflies on Substack. Listen to me read Rumors by Tanja on Instagram @rembrandts.cure
Jan 29 - The Grief that Grips Our World by Raquel Dionísio Abrantes @poets_desk on Instagram.
Jan 30 - Without The Noise by Dipanwita Dey @iamdipanwitadey on Instagram.
Jan 31 - Chai and Chrysanthemum by Mahnoor Rehan @smearedwithcrimson on Instagram.
Feb 1
Through the SoundMaggie DeversHow much longer will we keep up the farceHow much longer will the charade last?We thrive onscreen with tricks of light and soundOur entire world–galaxy–is cut off from the rest of the universeWe fill this void by lashing outBy forgetting why we're hereBy rushing through the good partsAnd replaying the bad ones
The things they promised would never happenNow occur at such a frequency,There is no time to parse their soundsThe morning birdsong is immense and unwaveringA reminder not to close your ears
A reminder that the small and weak are us,As are the brutesWe only have to look them in the eyes to know–One day we will die.
Familiar things become derangedThere is a part of us that remembers these horrorsBecause we’ve seen them beforeIn the hours we wait for understanding
The smell of a familiar stuffed bearOf pancakes on the griddleRosemary scented palms, sticky with the smelling
Where do pain and fear live?In the small quiet corners of our bodyWhere they try not to cry,Where they bite their lipLook deep into the middle distanceAnd imagine they are safe.
More from Maggie Devers ↓
- My debut poetry collection, For My Daughter, available as an audiobook.
- Purchase a signed copy of For My Daughter or get one free by subscribing to the podcast: One Poem Only on Patreon
- Follow me on Instagram for more poetry @rembrandts.cure
Mentioned in this episode:
Join the mailing list to be the first to know when OPO submissions open ⬇️
🖋️ Read My Newsletter: Free Flow 🖋️