It's world poetry day so here are some (more) of my favorite poems:
What You Missed That Day You Were Absent from Fourth Grade by Brad Aaron Modlin
All Trains Are Going Local by Timothy Liu
Rural Boys Watch the Apocalypse by Keaton St. James (@boykeats)
HOPE YOU’RE WELL. PLEASE DON’T READ THIS. by Lev St. Valentine (@dogrotpdf)
Time of Love by Claribel Alegría
Every Job Has a First Day by Rebecca Gayle Howell
ALL THAT WANTING, RIGHT? by Devin Kelly
Reading by A.R. Ammons
things i want to ask you by Helga Floros
Night Bird by Danusha Laméris
Prayer for Werewolves by Stephanie Burt
The Two Times I Loved You the Most In a Car by Dorothea Grossman
The Yearner by Rachel Long
If I Had Three Lives by Sarah Russell
I Dream on a Crowded Subway Train with My Eyes Open But My Body Swaying by Chen Chen
We Have Not Long to Love by Tennessee Williams
Jesus at the Gay Bar by Jay Hulme
Cracks by Dieu Dinh
and here's part one <3
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From Backwater Sermons by Jay Hulme
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— In the Future, Jay Hulme, in '100 Queer Poems, an anthology' (2022)
[text ID: I've forgotten what my face looks like / but can easily describe my spine. / The way it bends under pressure, / the way it curves, but will not break.]
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This Good Friday I want to share my favourite poem by Jay Hulme, a queer, trans and Christian poet
God as a carpenter. Jesus as a familiar to wood and nail. The beauty of all Creation evident and true even in pain.
image and image description taken from Jay Hulme on Twitter
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"Jesus at the Gay Bar" by Jay Hulme
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Clouds Cannot Cover Us by Jay Hulme
goodreads
A collection of YA poetry.
Mod opinion: I hadn't heard of this one and I rarely read poetry so I probably won't read this one, but I really like the cover.
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This Body
- by Jay Hulme, The Backwater Sermons
This body is a cathedral holier than those
made by human hands. This body is a
cathedral holier than those made by
human hands. This boy is undergoing
a personal reformation. This body is
enduring a modern iconoclasm.
This body is being remade in a new
shade of beauty. This body is altering
its archways. This body is reverting
old changes. This body is fixing the
damage. This body is filled with prayer.
This body holds relics of saints. This body
turns sunlight to statuary. This body is
built out of bondage. This body is still
a cathedral. This body is still holy.
This body is filled with worship.
We cense these shattered bones.
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"What rage or madness drives you" by Jay Hulme
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