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“I waggle my fingers in the silky gutter dust,  sifting for bottle caps or acorns” Today’s poem is Leur Vol Est Impossible by Gerry Stewart. Read it here: dustpoetry.co.uk/post/leur-vol-…

“Allons. Grazing bald cypress bark with open palms, / bayou bends and whirring airboats full of swamp: / Cajun mornings sprinkled with mallard sunshine beaks” Today’s poem is Abecedarian For The Sacred Roux by Shome Dasgupta shome dasgupta Read it here: dustpoetry.co.uk/post/abecedari…

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“I am the wrong fruit. The shape of me un-/ becoming. My globular body a proper / liability.” Today’s poem is ‘I am the Wrong Fruit’ by Susan Barry-Schulz Susan Barry-Schulz Read it here: dustpoetry.co.uk/post/i-am-the-…

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“I didn't share the kestrel in the Gay Village years ago: my / small red angel. / I won’t share where deer run, where women run, bodies / gloriously our own” Today’s poem is To write without fear by Elizabeth Gibson Elizabeth Gibson 🌈 Read it here: dustpoetry.co.uk/post/to-write-…

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“I know and I hate / that there is a point beyond which I have to be vague” Beautiful work by Elizabeth Gibson 🌈 Why is everything from Dust Poetry Magazine so lovely, raw and evocative?

“She coaxed him out with breakfast:  She was Anchor butter, smearing  sunshine over the heavy morning” Today’s poem is The BIG SHOCK by Michelle Diaz. Read it here: dustpoetry.co.uk/post/the-big-s…

In today’s poem, Dr Joanne Dixon creates a cut-up translation poem that responds to and challenges ‘Praise for Sick Women’ by Gary Snyder. Read Praise for Woman Whose Eye Shields the Land by Jo Dixon here: dustpoetry.co.uk/post/praise-fo…

“My lack of a mind’s eye means I experience / memories / as concepts or words or feelings, which / never translate /  into images” Today’s poem is Birthday by Alicia Rebecca Myers. Read it here: dustpoetry.co.uk/post/birthday-…

Absolutely stunning and thoughtful poem. This one will haunt me for a while. @Alica

“involves digging up the dead women in my family  / shaking their hollow bones till the wedding rings come off / peering into the dirty skulls / kissing the noseless smiling faces” Today’s poem is Naming myself as a poet by Madeleine Read it here: dustpoetry.co.uk/post/naming-my…