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Dear ,
Thank you for your support through the past year, and thanks, especially, to those of you who contributed to our campaign on Giving Tuesday, helping us to move closer to our year-end goal of $20,000. We are very grateful.
As a small seasonal gift, we are sending you a newly published poem by Yona Harvey, a member Poetry Daily’s Editorial Board. Please enjoy "That," the opening poem from Yona's critically-acclaimed You Don’t have to go to Mars for Love:
That
I grew up with pickles. I slept in the attic (cigarettes, sheets laced with smoke). The heat of my father's brother's old room. Larry Blackmon painted for effect & Chaka Khan's lips more like a kiss if a kiss could walk when it came to life. If a kiss could have hips & legs & ass — well, I wanted that. & if the colors could sweat & strip me down to my slip, well, I wanted that, too. Nobody knew what I was thinking up there. Though, maybe, they wanted that. That.
"That" from You Don't Have to Go to Mars for Love (c) 2020 by Yona Harvey. Appears with permission of Four Way Books. All rights reserved.
We would also like to express thanks to Poetry Daily’s entire editorial board; to George Mason University, our affiliate-institution, which has allowed us to more easily endure the hardships of COVID; and to our hard-working graduate assistants and volunteers [see photo below!] who keep poems arriving in your inbox every day of the year.
While for many of us December 2020 is a more difficult time to give than in years past, as an independent non-profit, Poetry Daily truly does depend on support from poetry lovers like you. Please know that we celebrate all donations, however small, and look forward to continuing the work of promoting poetry into the new year! Thank you.
We wish you a happy holiday and an even happier new year!
Best,
Sally Keith, Martin Mitchell, Danielle Williams, Lesley Smith, Lloyd Wallace, and Alaina Johansson
