EPISODE 365 | One Poem Only

I didn’t miss a day. Thank you for being here. For listening, for sharing, for writing, for championing poetry with me. There’s so much more to come.I dwell in Possibility –A fairer House than Prose –More numerous of Windows –Superior – for Doors –Of Chambers as the Cedars –Impregnable of eye –And for an everlasting RoofThe Gambrels of the Sky –Of Visitors – the fairest –For Occupation – This –The spreading wide my narrow HandsTo gather Paradise –By Emily DickinsonThere’s something poeticAbout a country eating itself aliveTo appease the gods of private equityWhile stars are singing to us from the cosmos.Children go hungryBut fear not,They trim the fat and the wasteAnd the bloated, seeping fools will realize too lateThat a country without its peopleIs no country at all.There’s something poeticAbout letting it all fall awayAnd giving up the fight,Not because we know we lostBut because the fight is not ours.It never has been.We are free now to create something newFor those who careWill we save the world?No. That is not our task.We will save ourselvesAs the world spins round the sun.By Maggie DeversSupport + Stay Connected to OPOIf you’d like to support the show, Substack and Patreon members receive a copy of my book, For My Daughter, along with episodes from the audiobook.Poetry reminds us what matters. Thank you for listening. To 365 and counting.