Episode 8

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8th May 2025

Held by Maggie Devers

Held

Maggie Devers

The sweetest meat is closest to the bone
The most tender, the most true
The tissue there is hardest to reach,
To manipulate from the outside.

If you squeezed my arm
How much bone would you feel?
Would the flesh push back
And guard my depths?

The fruit around the mango pit is sinewy
Unless it’s overripe,
Then it melts into your mouth.

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This round, I’m looking for poems about what remains. What stays with us when we experience change? What survives? What do we yearn to carry forward? Send me the poem you wrote and want the world to hear. Also, if you’d like to read your own poem on the podcast, you can. Submit a clear audio file recorded in a quiet space—no perfect studio recording required. And yes, your poem can have been previously published in a literary magazine, in print, or on social media. Submissions close Thursday, October 29. I’ll respond by Wednesday, November 11. Whether I read your poem or you read it yourself, I’d love to hear what you have to share.

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Maggie Devers

I'm a poet, a reader, and someone who believes in the quiet power of a single well-chosen word. Each day, I share one poem on my podcast One Poem Only—a small daily pause in a noisy world.

My own writing lives alongside the voices I read. My debut poetry collection, For My Daughter, is a personal offering—an exploration of memory, love, and the joy of childhood. You can also listen to it as an audiobook.

Whether I’m reading the words of others or sharing my own, I hope to create space for stillness, feeling, and connection—one poem at a time.