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nanya jhingran

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poet & writer • p-patch mom • writing a dissertation on 20th c partitions & gendered geographies of violence • book reviews editor @ poetry northwest • full time faculty in english @ south seattle college • obsessed with cities

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⛈️ It feels like such a gift, honor, & fever dream to share that my debut chapbook, INTO OUR PERSONAL WEATHER, will be published this July (🌊🐣 a cancer baby!🐣🌊) with Winter Texts ⛈️

The title is taken from Adrienne Rich’s poem “In Those Days” (pic 4)—one among many companion texts for the chapbook.

07.03.2025 20:38 — 👍 3    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 1

first full week as a tenure track faculty member in the English dept at a community college in south seattle!! tips on how to not freak out greatly appreciated ✨✨✨

18.09.2023 17:34 — 👍 3    🔁 0    💬 1    📌 0

very surprised not to see biography of x on there, one of the most formally ambitious—and dare I say, successful—books I’ve read recently!

15.09.2023 22:16 — 👍 3    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0
NORTHERN SEA

It is like what we imagine knowledge to be:
dark, salt, clear, moving, utterly free
—ELIZABETH BISHOP

But maybe we just pretended to know nothing.
Maybe that was easiest, considering the vastness of experience,
and suffering (others' suffering usually).
Maybe there was even a touch of laziness,
a hint of indifference. Maybe we thought:
we're better off being Socrates' distant epigones
than admitting that we know a thing or two.
Maybe on long walks, when the earth
and trees loomed, when we began to understand,
our daring frightened us.
Maybe our knowledge is bitter, too bitter,
like the gray cold waves of the northern sea
that has swallowed up so many ships,
but stays hungry.

NORTHERN SEA It is like what we imagine knowledge to be: dark, salt, clear, moving, utterly free —ELIZABETH BISHOP But maybe we just pretended to know nothing. Maybe that was easiest, considering the vastness of experience, and suffering (others' suffering usually). Maybe there was even a touch of laziness, a hint of indifference. Maybe we thought: we're better off being Socrates' distant epigones than admitting that we know a thing or two. Maybe on long walks, when the earth and trees loomed, when we began to understand, our daring frightened us. Maybe our knowledge is bitter, too bitter, like the gray cold waves of the northern sea that has swallowed up so many ships, but stays hungry.

Maybe there was even a touch of laziness,

Adam Zagajewski, tr. Clare Cavanagh

15.09.2023 02:01 — 👍 10    🔁 4    💬 1    📌 0
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it’s less than 70 degrees out at 10 AM!! you know what that means… it’s Something Wicked This Way Comes season!!!!

14.09.2023 17:11 — 👍 5    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0

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