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Today's poem is "Cold Comfort in October"
from The Keys to the Jail

BOA Editions

Keetje Kuipers is a native of the Northwest. She earned her BA at Swarthmore College and her MFA at the University of Oregon. She was recently a Stegner Fellow at Stanford University, and in 2007, she was the Margery Davis Boyden Wilderness Writing Resident. Kuipers used the residency to complete work on her book Beautiful in the Mouth, which won the 2009 A. Poulin, Jr. Poetry Prize. Her new collection The Keys to the Jail is forthcoming from BOA in spring 2014. Kuipers has been the recipient of fellowships from the Vermont Studio Center, Squaw Valley Community of Writers, Oregon Literary Arts, and Soapstone. Her poems have appeared in Prairie Schooner, West Branch, Painted Bride Quarterly, Willow Springs, and AGNI, among others, and have been nominated for the Pushcart Prize for six consecutive years. She is currently an assistant professor at Auburn University.

Other poems by Keetje Kuipers in Verse Daily:
July 23, 2011:   "The Keys to the Jail" "It's the second day of spring...."
May 3, 2009:   "Theory of lost things" "Because loneliness and beauty are inseparable, one is often..."

Books by Keetje Kuipers:

Other poems on the web by Keetje Kuipers:
"One of Us Can't Live Like This"
"What I Thought Then"
"The Open Spaces"
"The Oar"
"Across a Great Wilderness without You"
Two poems
"The Story"
Six poems
"I Will Away"
"The Doctor"
Nine poems
Four poems
"Prayer"
Three poems
"The Body or its Not"
"After Another Argument I’ve Come to Regret"
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Keetje Kuipers's Website.

About The Keys to the Jail:

"Quietly ferocious, The Keys to the Jail is full of love and after-love poems that come clad with ‘bell[ies] of rusted steel.’ These poems are not afraid to feel, not afraid of desire or beauty or the inevitability of their respective undoings, not afraid ‘to eat the filter on the cigarette.’ Yet there is such generosity here in the ‘repenned’ landscape – out among the wolves and ghosts, the rodeo queens and Dairy Queens –that we are allowed to glean from hunger, a form of contentment, and still welcome the cavernous desire for more."
—Elyse Fenton

"In these poems, longing is only shaped like emptiness, but really is filled with everything one might reach toward or put their mouth to as they sate themselves on desire. The Keys to the Jail are what they promise to be, an opening of the dark rooms within us, not to escape but to enter, to let the eyes adjust and learn to see what bright wants exist there."
—Natalie Diaz



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