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Failing, Flying, & Handstands

Via Academy of American Poets, “Failing and Flying” by Jack Gilbert: Everyone forgets that Icarus also flew. It’s the same when love comes to an end, or the marriage fails and people say they knew it was a mistake, that

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Posted in asana, Poetry Break

Not the Brilliantist Mad Lib Ever

But, you know. I followed the instructions: Health Madlib Poem. Go to : and fill in the parts of speech and the site will generate a poem for you. Feel free to post the Madlib or edit it to

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Posted in MenstroMonster, Poetry Break

Poetry Break: This Deserves a Signal Boost

[TW rape culture] “Snow White and Sleeping Beauty Address Their Creator” It’s one of those days when I can’t let myself have more to say about it. But I’m glad I watched it. Not surface-glad, because it is not a

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Posted in non-asana, Poetry Break, satya

School Pictures

From late last week. Yes, I sat for my school picture today barefaced. Because let’s be honest when was the last time you saw me in make-up? Second, even by second period my whirlwind of teaching has made my hair

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Posted in non-asana, Poetry Break, swadyaya

Poetry Break: Taylor Mali’s “Undivided Attention”

We started construction on our building addition today — right the fuck outside my window. So I find myself needing to teach with the passion of a John Deere busting up concrete and the mystery of men crossing themselves as

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Thoughts on a Chakra: Svadhisthana

(Lucille Clifton reading her poem “homage to my hips.” Found via YouTube. Text available here at Poem Hunter.) These hips are full of scar tissue. They need movement to keep from seizing up. They don’t tolerate being told to stay

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Posted in anatomy, chakra work, MenstroMonster, non-asana, Poetry Break

Poetry Break: To a Daughter Leaving Home

The poem, by Linda Pastan, is here. The reaction is from me to my mom. Dear Mom, I don’t remember learning to ride a bike. In fact, I remember Dad taking the training wheels off of mine and having it

Posted in Poetry Break

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