Bonnie Reid

glass poem

after Adrienne Rich’s ‘Song’ with waves in it the voice sounds softly caged now we are in the apartment twenty two hours of each day i am noticing the drip of white paint like a long unfinished cry on the …

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Tell Me Like You Mean It 3

In curating this chapbook I’m not sure I feel closer to answering these questions: certainly they are never stagnant … But I do feel closer to poetry’s resistance to answer these questions, which does circle back to some kind of answer to my last question – we return to poetry not because we have an answer, but instead return in a process of regeneration.

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Yolk Together Ruin

i in the kitchen a woman tied a knot in a plastic bag over and over to cover a hole she tore in it minutes before. an hour passed and a man came through the kitchen door into the garden …

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