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Betsy Walsh's avatar

“And my gift is forgetting

the phlebotomist’s name

that I once knew, by heart”

I remember that day. It was scary, the letting go, but it meant that it didn’t matter so much anymore

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Rebecca Loudon's avatar

Oh god these poems just punched the air out of me thank you Elizabeth for introducing me. Remarkable.

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LS's avatar

yes already a fan of Suzanne's poetry! goes so deep in mining the territory, finding the words and images of the heart.

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Pixie's avatar

I love these poems and thank you for introducing me to this poet; she's remarkable.

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Mary Moon's avatar

Phenomenal. To the heart.

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Cathy Fowley's avatar

The last line of that last poem pierces through - wonderful poems, even to someone who doesn't know that life, that feeling, and can only glance at it through words, and wonder.

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Sandra Yudilevich Espinoza's avatar

Words that pierce, connect, yet are a balm at the same time. Thank You.

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