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“I scroll & scroll.”

For today’s Poetry Friday selection I chose Tiana Clark’s “My Therapist Wants to Know about My Relationship to Work,” which you can read over at the Poetry Foundation. Plus also, you can listen to the poet herself reading it, which I recommend. This post’s title is from one of its verses. I love how Clark uses language in unexpected ways, as in “I stutter the page” and “I short/my breath.”

“My Therapist Wants to Know About My Relationship to Work” appears in Clark’s most recent collection, Scorched Earth, a finalist for the 2025 National Book Award for Poetry.

The Poetry Friday roundup is at Linda Baie’s TeacherDance.

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14 responses to ““I scroll & scroll.””

  1. Michelle Kogan Art, Illustration, & Writing Avatar
    Michelle Kogan Art, Illustration, & Writing

    💙 this part of Clark’s poem, “lavender, more bubbles

    & bath bomb,” and her lively reading, thanks Susan!

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    1. Susan.Thomsen Avatar
      Susan.Thomsen

      Yes, I like that part, too! You’re welcome, Michelle. Thanks for stopping by the virtual front porch. (It was snowing again here earlier. Big sigh.)

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  2. Michelle Kogan Art, Illustration, & Writing Avatar
    Michelle Kogan Art, Illustration, & Writing

    Sorry about your snow, it’s supposed to come our way too and into the teens by Monday, yikes…

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    1. Susan.Thomsen Avatar
      Susan.Thomsen

      Thankfully, it’s just cold now, no snow. And not as cold as February!

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  3. lindabaie Avatar
    lindabaie

    Oh, her reading, the thoughts that jump and stay, connect, then stray, Susan. That feels close to what I imagine we all do, and endless spiral of living! Thanks so much for sharing! And, FYI, others, including us, are having strange, and changing, weather. Sorry for your cold days!

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    1. Susan.Thomsen Avatar
      Susan.Thomsen

      Yes, Linda, that’s it! The “endless spiral of living.” P.S., the snow did not stick. Hallelujah?

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  4. margaretsmn Avatar
    margaretsmn

    ”Again I child back” Thanks for sharing this poem. So true. So me. I feel seen.

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    1. Susan.Thomsen Avatar
      Susan.Thomsen

      You’re welcome! It’s so impressively frantic (initially) and delightful.

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  5. maryleehahn Avatar
    maryleehahn

    What a fascinating wander through someone else’s thoughts!

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    1. Susan.Thomsen Avatar
      Susan.Thomsen

      The short lines get longer as the speaker calms down. We don’t see her writing but we see what else (a lot!) is going on and then we have the poem that we’re reading. Pretty cool!

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  6. Alice Tabor-Nine Avatar
    Alice Tabor-Nine

    Thanks for sharing Tiana Clark’s poem. I love how she gives a twist with a subtle change of form that suits her shift from anxiety to relaxation, from the overload of hustle and grind to self-care: “I make tea.”

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    1. Susan.Thomsen Avatar
      Susan.Thomsen

      I like her work, and included the name of the book mostly so I’d remember to get it!

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  7. Alan j Wright Avatar
    Alan j Wright

    Susan, in reading and listening to this poem, it invokes the phrase- ‘Stop the world, I want to get off.’ It is a most pertinent depiction of modern life. All that debilitating hustle and rush. An important commentary. Thank you for sharing this poem that reflects modern life for so many,

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    1. Susan.Thomsen Avatar
      Susan.Thomsen

      I agree, Alan. All those distractions keep one from writing!

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