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April: A Poem by Ella B. Winters & Write After Recap | One Poem More
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- May 3, 2026
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Summary
Sundays on One Poem Only are reserved for the weekly recap, but since we were writing a poem a day with Write After in April, we haven’t had a break for a recap in a month. So today I’m reading a poem that perfectly encapsulates Write After. It is a cento and contains one line from each of the 30 poems shared on One Poem Only during April. April: A Poem Ella B. Winters She never whispers in my ear, unfurling to swallow my words, abandon me when I most need her, while the past rides shotgunsilent. My mind is a black sand beach. My fingers stop tracing spines. I've stopped turning the light on. I have climbed to the top of the very last tree, gawking at the sky turning into a riot of gold. Sadness presses its thumb into my chest - a cascade of the most unruly waves, they sparkle in the morning sun. Delayed and denied a day's breath, drums prelude river current tears, draw together the wet ravines of skin like a zip. Observing life like Dali from below the waters, cracked asphalt flowers, reaching for a Mediterranean sun, stand under the downpour. If I could unzip my heart from skin, unleashing perfection to fully know me, I'd choose to embrace the perfect contradiction. My world would be trickling water in this moss forest, while stars are singing to us from the cosmos - the masterpiece I've waited my life to see. How delicately the water ripples; I forgive the fluidity. Let my body be a vessel! I've got enough words to feed the both of us. This silence sets me free. Contains one line from each of the 30 poems shared on the One Poem Only podcast during the April 2026 'Write After' challenge. More from Ella B. Winters ↓ @ella.b.winters on Instagram @ellabwinters on Substack Support + Stay Connected to OPO If you’d like to support the show, Substack and Patreon members rec…