“It’s in your hands: the weight of the slats. All slightly bent to one side. As someone that bends with their ear towards the other trying to hear more: what?” Silvina López Medin reads her poem “The Sound of Blinds Being Pulled Up Is the First Sound” from her book Poem That Never Ends (Essay Press, 2021) in this video for Poetry Daily.
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