Episode
Nine Novembers Later by Erin Zarro | One Poem Only
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- One Poem Only
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- May 7, 2026
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- 80
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Summary
A daily reading from One Poem Only—a quiet space for a single poem, read aloud. Nine Novembers Later Erin Zarro TW: Violence Nine Novembers later You plucked flowers from my mouth and weaved them into a crown You sang me into submission and we made beautiful music together but in the morning, you didn't remember my name. When I wanted to leave you, you gave me sunlight, promised me forever, slid a dagger through my spine. When you sucked the light from my bones, I cried, and you sewed my tears to my face in silence that burns In darkness, you fed me wildflowers and pain. I will gather my bones and I will rise I will shine heavenly light through my empty eye sockets You will never touch my bones again. Originally written in Esperanto. More from Erin Zarro ↓ @erinzpoetry on Instagram Her chapbooks, Life as a Moving Target , and Without Wings are available now Support + Stay Connected to OPO If you’d like to support the show, Substack and Patreon members receive a copy of my book, For My Daughter , along with episodes from the audiobook. Poetry reminds us what matters. Thank you for listening.