my throat makes by atm.itm

my throat makes by atm.itm

Author: Maggie Devers December 2, 2025 Duration: 2:28

my throat makes

atm.itm

corridors into cloth
carries shimmering light
i have forgotten
how fabric can be light as light
stitches from hands
i have not met
rest lightly on my shoulder

it is the words
hard to say that stick to my mind
it is your words
that do not know how to die
make me sing out
wretched and loud

i strain them against the current
currently shaking into sea
salty and rocky
my throat
feels the bulge
of the apple cork
stuck inside

i hope you’ll still hear me
my throat makes sounds

i am not your enemy
i believe it to be true
this belief does not make it so

my eyes capture what you left behind
footsteps transmuting light
we walked
never the same are you
never the same am i

i hope we never meet again
the same

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Write After: National Poetry Month with One Poem Only

Write After is a way to encourage poets to listen and write, and use National Poetry Month to highlight how listening to poetry makes us better poets. I know I write the best when I’m surrounded by beautiful poetry–it’s part of the reason I created this podcast, and I want to encourage others to share this practice. We'll get started in April. You can share to #WriteAfterOPO.

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Each day, One Poem Only offers a brief, deliberate pause. Hosted by Maggie Devers, this podcast is built on a simple, consistent premise: a single poem, read aloud, without analysis or introduction. It’s an audio space where the words themselves are the event, a performance meant to be absorbed in the few minutes it takes to hear it. The daily rhythm of the show creates a quiet ritual, a point of reflection woven into a busy life. You might hear a classic sonnet, a piece of modern free verse, or a work from a poet you’ve never encountered. The selection is varied, touching on themes from the natural world to the intricacies of human emotion, always leaving room for your own interpretation. The effect is cumulative; listening regularly becomes a subtle form of education in the sound and scope of poetry, and a small act of self-care. This isn't a lecture or a book club, but a performing art delivered directly to your ears. Maggie’s clear, thoughtful readings provide the only framework needed, allowing each poem to stand entirely on its own. The curtain falls, and the moment passes, but the podcast invites you to return tomorrow when a new piece takes center stage, offering another quiet moment, one poem only.
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