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Ours Poetica will be back with more poems this September.
Brought to you by Complexly, The Poetry Foundation, and poets Sarah Kay and Charlotte Abotsi. Learn more: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/
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Brought to you by Complexly, The Poetry Foundation, and poets Sarah Kay and Charlotte Abotsi. Learn more: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/
11 issues of Poetry, subscribe today for $20: https://poetrymagazine.org/OursPoetica
Follow us elsewhere for the full Ours Poetica experience:
twitter.com/ourspoeticashow
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#poetry #ourspoetica
…Hello! My name is Arhm Choi Wild...
…My name is Jack Underwood…
…Hi! I'm Omar Holmon…
…I'm Rachel Eliza Griffiths…
…Hey. I'm Mike Birbiglia…
…My name is Charlotte Abotsi…
…I chose this poem because to me…
…it's just hilarious and romantic all at the same time…
...makes me feel like I'm back in the city again…
…was also one of the very first poems I ever heard a poet read…
…and it may be my favorite poem…
…I should not say you…
…How lucky I am…
…one day I ask her what it symbolized and she replies…
…I don't have the words…
…why and why and why…
…Their voices echo in my voice naming what is lost, what remains…
…My name is Jack Underwood…
…Hi! I'm Omar Holmon…
…I'm Rachel Eliza Griffiths…
…Hey. I'm Mike Birbiglia…
…My name is Charlotte Abotsi…
…I chose this poem because to me…
…it's just hilarious and romantic all at the same time…
...makes me feel like I'm back in the city again…
…was also one of the very first poems I ever heard a poet read…
…and it may be my favorite poem…
…I should not say you…
…How lucky I am…
…one day I ask her what it symbolized and she replies…
…I don't have the words…
…why and why and why…
…Their voices echo in my voice naming what is lost, what remains…