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poetry art and unseen things rebecca cook substack poetry art and unseen things home notes website almost daily my art archive about subscribe sign in life at sea freewriting on a wednesday aug 19 rebecca cook 28 18 8 edit a poem with me 7th final edit jun 2 rebecca cook 29 63 11 thoughts on love in the early morning free writing on a sleepless night aug 10 rebecca cook 37 24 10 the pain that writes poems on the body the breakup of the world jul 30 rebecca cook 28 25 8 upon returning to the father s house the prodigal jul 21 rebecca cook 37 26 8 the slow edit rebecca cook kimberly wilder join us for our new writing group space is very limited so sign up early the first 6 week session is free click image to register jul 12 11 7 4 what i was going to tell you the things we never say are like film on the cutting room floor jul 8 rebecca cook 33 23 5 no line breaks at all a poem how i became razor jun 28 rebecca cook 18 25 5 writing mania caught beneath the surface vision or psychosis jun 23 rebecca cook 21 18 3 sugar honey sweetie pie so many ways to drown jun 16 rebecca cook 30 22 3 because my hunger has no voice binge eating disorder a lifetime of hunger jun 11 rebecca cook 30 26 4 what wild things could take their place written yesterday in alix klingenberg s poetry circle may 28 31 22 8 ai will come alive when we aren t looking space is a perpetual motion machine may 25 rebecca cook 17 17 7 the quest for lyrical prose i am writing a novel again but i ll be in control this time may 20 rebecca cook 28 30 6 top posts the young girls who will live forever jul 12 2025 rebecca cook 50 34 17 if i say yes to the june bugs jul 14 2025 rebecca cook 47 29 14 onion skin sep 29 2025 rebecca cook 45 37 9 the age of miracles is long past jul 14 2025 rebecca cook 43 42 12 what happens when we wake up jul 7 2025 rebecca cook 41 22 15 poetry art and unseen things i share my poetry prose and digital drawing monthly critique of one poem per month for paid subscribers subscribe the sound of the ocean the conch shell the night someone in poetry group said life is a death sentence i recalled scraping the gravel and weeds out of a conch shell after i may 15 rebecca cook 43 43 9 3 versions which do you prefer how can we not love this world may 8 rebecca cook 21 23 1 the earth is a crowded house i found this poem a couple days ago may 3 rebecca cook 29 10 7 life update troubles with an endless spattering of blessings may 1 rebecca cook 26 27 2 what they gave me my kinfolk the women gathered round the quilting frames written in danielle coffyn s writing circle apr 30 rebecca cook 27 18 7 2026 rebecca cook privacy terms collection notice start your substack get the app substack is the home for great culture this site requires javascript to run correctly please turn on javascript or unblock scripts