Sally Rosen Kindred
@sallypoet.bsky.social
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poet, person / she/her / NO EDEN (Mayapple Press) / BOOK OF ASTERS (Mayapple Press) / WHERE THE WOLF (Diode Editions) / Baba Yaga's BFF
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Deep thanks to @poetrycurrency.bsky.social for featuring these two poems--which are proof I'm a) still writing about foxes and b) still writing, even though a doctor drilled a hole in my head. 😂🦊🤷‍♀️
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Every mother’s nightgown has a sill and a jamb.
Has a child who touches her face and walks through.
Each nightgown dreams it’s made of glass
or is hungry for a name to hold the wind inside.

The latest $ feature is by Sally Rosen Kindred (@sallypoet.bsky.social)!

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Sally Rosen Kindred | August 2025 – $ – Poetry Is Currency
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Folklore friends, this summer reading is meant for you--Selkie Moon, by @kellyjarviswriter.bsky.social , is a selkie story told freshly and tenderly from the daughter's p.o.v. Its lush island dreamscapes swept me away. And oh, the sentences! Such enchanting sentences!
A copy of the book Selkie Moon, whose cover shows a moon reflected in the sea and surrounded by seals, appears on a desk between an amethyst and a black and white polished stone, along with blue eyeglasses.
sallypoet.bsky.social
So thankful for you and your amazing poems, Abbie!
sallypoet.bsky.social
Everything is burning down, and also, I am thankful to New Ohio Review for including this small grief poem.
Cover of new issue of New Ohio Review. It's a broad-stroked painting of a face in orange and white on a yellow background. text of poem about a recurring dream
sallypoet.bsky.social
terrific poem. and yes to clarity and action. May my anger make me an instrument
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Reposted by Sally Rosen Kindred
susanlleary.bsky.social
“If a star, hydrangea me blue.” 💙

—C.T. Salazar in HEADLESS JOHN THE BAPTIST HITCHHIKING (Acre Books)

@ctsalazar.bsky.social
sallypoet.bsky.social
Was there no loneliness like the ziti's? 🤷‍♀️
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hanvanderhart.bsky.social
Damn Rita Dove is so stunning 🔥🔥
From insta account @poetryisnotaluxury 

Rita Dove

PITHOS

Climb
into a jar 
and live 
for a while.

Chill earth.
No stars 
in this stone 
sky.

You have ceased 
to ache.

Your spine is 
a flower.
sallypoet.bsky.social
It may be my 100th time, for all I know. But I'm just as grateful to read it today as I was the first time. Thank you!
sallypoet.bsky.social
Oh, thank you so much, Michael! 💜
sallypoet.bsky.social
"when did sleep become a test run" This, yes--
sallypoet.bsky.social
"and try to tell my mother." This killed me. If I'd been your friend, I'd have believed you. I believe you now
sallypoet.bsky.social
@jessicacuello.bsky.social, I cherish this pointed (porcupine joke, see what I did there?) poem for its surprise wings (oh, oops, spoiler)
sallypoet.bsky.social
Okay, that does sound kind of narrative. I fold.
sallypoet.bsky.social
Please report back on how this goes. If you hear a lot of "eye eye eye" it may be more like "ay ay," and they are agreeing (and deeming you captain of the ship, for good measure).
sallypoet.bsky.social
For real? But it's such a lyric. It's a moment's monument, for sure.
sallypoet.bsky.social
This is facts. And also, I love my dog, but I would NOT let her make me a sandwich. Trust issues