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All night I dreamt of bonfires and burn piles and ghosts of men, and spirits behind those birds of flame. I cannot tell anymore when a door opens or closes,

Ada Limon

Precise, graceful, and generous, the poems in SuperLoop, seem to be born out of a deep, careful attention and a profound compassion.
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Deep Firefly Graceful Kid Moving Poem Precise Suoer
The longed-for return of the bees. Unaffected and inherently hopeful, Callihan’s work is as merciful as it is moving.
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Bees Hopeful Longed Return Unaffected
I kind of hate it.” Or, “Oh you wait tables? I didn’t know that was something people did.” I say it can be invigorating because, on some level, we have to evaluate what we do and why we do it almost daily.
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Believe Funny Hate Kind Old People Poet Position Something
Sometimes the quiet observer, sometimes the kid in the center of the messed-up carnival, these poems are the fireflies you’ve missed all winter
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Deep Firefly Graceful Messed Observer Poem Precise Quiet Suoer
I can only hear the frame saying, Walk through.
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Bird Bonfire Door Dream Frame Ghost Man Night Saying Through
We have to explain ourselves to people all the time. We have to say, “Yes, I am a unicorn, believe in me.”
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Believe Explain Funny Old Ourselves Poet Position
Moving away from “useful” doesn’t mean it isn’t necessary. You can still need poetry while also needing money or food or physical health.
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Beauty Language Mean Moving Music Rage Useful Grief
The more I am aware of my mortality the better person I am and the better I am at choosing a life that is aware of its beauty.
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Aware Constantly Doubt Fascination Mean Mind More Mortality Play Realizing Role Talk
I have been writing. Even when I intend not to write, I find myself writing. I’m currently in a place where I should be putting together the fifth book, but then more poems are coming. It’s exciting and somewhat daunting.
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Book Currently Intent Place Summer Write Writing
All night I dreamt of bonfires and burn piles and ghosts of men, and spirits behind those birds of flame. I cannot tell anymore when a door opens or closes,
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Bird Bonfire Door Dream Ghost Man Night
I mean, it’s hard to talk about death without realizing that’s our end too, right? I am constantly aware of death.
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Constantly Doubt Mean Mind Play Realizing Talk
I think, as poets, we are in the odd position of constantly defending our art form. Which is funny and also sort of invigorating, too. No one really says, “Oh you’re a lawyer? I’ve never understood the law. In fact,
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Art Believe Funny Hate Old Poet Position
Language can also be play and music and beauty and desire and grief and rage and truth without always having to be message-driven or purely functional.
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Beauty Grief Language Mean Moving Music Rage
There’s so much rage in the world now and I’m finding poems to be the place where I want to stay. I rage and rage and then write a poem and return to breathing.
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Finding Place Poem Rage World Writing
I’m always talking about how the poems I am most obsessed with are like people: complex and unknowable and with a huge capacity for many different emotions.
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Complex Different Emotion Obsessed People Talking
I’m always telling my students that the weirdest thing is the truth. I mean, the fact that we get up in the morning and put on clothes is weird.
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Fact Mean Morning Student Telling Truth Weirdest

All night I dreamt of bonfires and burn piles and ghosts of men, and spirits behind those birds of flame. I cannot tell anymore when a door opens or closes,

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