Post Office Poems

Eben Hoffer
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My brother is a letter carrier for the United States Post Office. Every day, he walks around and puts mail into slots on people's houses. He also writes poetry. Post Office Poems is a series of short meditations on existing in your body in the real world, the joys and tragedies of bureaucracy, and The Mail. Take a moment with us to consider the glue that holds our mutual lives together: the discount glue, that is only sort of sticky, that you can't get off your shirt.

  1. Poem #22: the inner room (goodbye)

    04/28/2021

    Poem #22: the inner room (goodbye)

    I am no longer writing poems about the post office. On fallen petals, what your mind gets up to if left un-distracted, and the return--at long last-- of the future. postofficepoems.compatreon.com/postofficepoemsebenhoffer.com

    7 min
  2. Poem #21: having time (and time) again

    04/04/2021

    Poem #21: having time (and time) again

    The 60 hour work weeks are gone. 40 is a lot to ask, but we’re nearly there. On remembering the things you like to do when you have time, practicing route time, and loving things in their own way. postofficepoems.compatreon.com/postofficepoemsebenhoffer.com

    4 min
  3. Poem #20: after the ice storm

    03/01/2021

    Poem #20: after the ice storm

    Power’s back on, the car’s dug out, so back to work it is. On the dream of fixing things instantly, actually fixing things slowly, and getting old with your ideal self. postofficepoems.compatreon.com/postofficepoemsebenhoffer.com

    4 min
  4. Poem #19: mourning the old route

    02/18/2021

    Poem #19: mourning the old route

    I found myself staring at the sky, verklempt over some old addresses. On saying goodbye, getting what you want, and learning to go slowly.

    6 min
  5. Poem #18: wet mail met wail

    01/21/2021

    Poem #18: wet mail met wail

    If not for a variety of things, it would have been OK.On cascading failures, the effect of rainfall on mail delivery, and the goop in your floating-glitter cell phone case. postofficepoems.compatreon.com/postofficepoemsebenhoffer.com

    4 min
  6. Poem #17: Christmas is coming, union buster

    12/04/2020

    Poem #17: Christmas is coming, union buster

    There are no stewards left at my shop.On union leadership, crimes against humanity, and what to say when people wish you Merry Christmas. postofficepoems.compatreon.com/postofficepoemsebenhoffer.com

    10 min
  7. Poem #16: The knack of being loved

    11/14/2020

    Poem #16: The knack of being loved

    The care home where my route begins is divided into three sections, the last of which is where they care for those who are beginning to drift. On newspapers, reminding people of their name, and the knack of being loved. postofficepoems.compatreon.com/postofficepoemsebenhoffer.com

    5 min
  8. Poem #15: Covid case at my station

    11/03/2020

    Poem #15: Covid case at my station

    Covid case at my station. How's work going, man? On contacts of contacts not counting as contacts, checking in, and doing the things that somebody has to do. Featuring: an interview. postofficepoems.compatreon.com/postofficepoemsebenhoffer.com

    7 min
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My brother is a letter carrier for the United States Post Office. Every day, he walks around and puts mail into slots on people's houses. He also writes poetry. Post Office Poems is a series of short meditations on existing in your body in the real world, the joys and tragedies of bureaucracy, and The Mail. Take a moment with us to consider the glue that holds our mutual lives together: the discount glue, that is only sort of sticky, that you can't get off your shirt.

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  • Creator
    Eben Hoffer
  • Years Active
    2020 - 2021
  • Episodes
    22
  • Rating
    Clean
  • Copyright
    © 2020 Eben Hoffer All Rights Reserved
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    Post Office Poems