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Dr. Colleen S. Harris 💙📚 #booksky #libraries #spoonie
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Poet & academic library scholar. Author: The Light Becomes Us (Main Street Rag, 2025), Toothache in the Bone (boats against the current, 2025), recent work in Gone Lawn, SheilaNaGig, Berkeley Poetry Review, ONE ART, more #spoonie www.colleensharris.com
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Perpetrating deanery.
November 25, 2025 at 7:59 PM
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Excited to finally have my first copies of my newest #poetry chapbook, The Girl and the Gifts out of Bottlecap Press! It’s got all of the best things: family, mythology, and love of the land and the sea. Grab it at bottlecap.press/products/gifts #booksky 💙📚 #writing 📚☁️ @blueskypoetry.bsky.social
November 14, 2025 at 1:12 AM
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Y'ALL - Broken Tribe Press chose my #poetry collection the Discipline of Drowning as their award winner, & it's coming out next summer!! AAAAHHHHH!!!!!
#poetry 💙📚 #booksky 📖 @blueskypoetry.bsky.social #poems 📝 #writing 📚☁️
book award announcement, photo of white woman with shoulder length brunette hair and glasses, text reads Meet our Tribe Poetry Award Winner Colleen S. Harris, the Discipline of Drowning forthcoming summer 2026
October 15, 2025 at 5:32 AM
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New haircut!
October 11, 2025 at 7:11 PM
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Aaaahhh!! Honored to have my first ever Best of the Net nomination from @goodriverreview.bsky.social for my #poem “Lessons From A Baptism”!! Incredibly honored - they published so much incredible work, I’m shocked to be named!
#booksky 💙📚 #poetry #writing @blueskypoetry.bsky.social
October 10, 2025 at 4:58 PM
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My #poem “My Mother Asks Why I Never Relax” appears in the newest issue of San Pedro River Review!
#booksky 💙📚 #poetry 📖 #writing 📝 📚☁️
August 23, 2025 at 11:42 PM
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Jason & Jeff at @skyislandjournal.bsky.social - your postcard absolutely made my month!! The personal touch of a handwritten note was really heartwarming during a difficult week for me. Thank you for the thoughtfulness! 💕💕
July 24, 2025 at 3:08 AM
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Blue collar family dynamics?✅
How a young daughter builds a new, different life?✅
Great poems, including Pushcart nominees?✅
Gorgeous humanmade art?✅
Have you ordered your copy of The Light Becomes Us?
DM for rvw copy
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#poetry #booksky #skyPoets 💙📚 ☁️📚 📖 📝
July 4, 2025 at 12:22 AM
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Very proud & honored to have FIVE #poems in the newest issue of Bellowing Ark. They published my 1st 2 #poetry collections under Robert Ward, & now the talented Jerry Austin is at the helm. For a little taste, here are 2 of the 5 poems (also in the alt-text). #booksky 💙📚 #writing 📝 📖 #publishing ☁️📚
[second half of poem, read 1st half first in othe photo] I know a starving cat I had never seen before stretched and purred itself against my leg, and I felt chosen, and it waited while I retrieved two cans of tuna which was the only way I knew to say thank you in cat. I know my mother knows if I don’t call I’m unwell, and I know my coin of silence only buys me three days. I know Jesus died and was back up and walking in three days, and I know I am not dying. I know this weak body is also a portal of power, and this harrowed flesh has made tall, broad men fear. I don’t know what they thought I would do, but they were certain I would. I know I can make it to morning, I know I have done this before. Colleen S. Harris Title: The Poet’s Recitation to Herself on Long Nights poem: I know I can make it to morning, I know I have done this before. I know animal kindness, the warm, certain weight of the old basset who curled himself tight into the sickle of my low back when I shivered under the sheet and blankets were all out of reach. I know I can call on this ghost, and like that good dog, it will come. I know it gets easier after 4:35am. I know my mother will answer if I call, voice undrowsy with worry, wild hum of bees under her skin warning her a cub is in danger, so I do not dial the phone with this hurt-heavy hand. I know this body can bear the most terrible things and still walk the next day as though meat has no memory. Spirit Comes to Me Not on wooden pews and kneelers under vaulted ceilings, but with my ass clad in denim against wet sand, eyes on the infinite horizon of the Atlantic, hands in the grit, salt and brine beathed deep into the meaty pink of my lungs. In fall, by the scent of rotting leaves kicked up on a slow hike, and sparking smoke rising from a cut metal barrel-end under the pines at Heckscher State Park a safe distance from a too-thin tent. Sometimes, in a trick of light at the mirror when I turn my head, just so, Spirit comes to me as my mother in the lines around my eyes, the arch of my eyebrow, the way my smile pulls at the left side of my face first. Colleen S. Harris
June 28, 2025 at 8:04 PM
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June 27, 2025 at 7:52 PM
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Humbled my #poem "Math Quiz" was accepted in Moonstone Arts Center's "Betrayed: Violence Against Women" anthology. A small teaser of the first few lines of the poem (with alt text), for those wondering how a math quiz could possibly be related to such a heavy topic.
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Math Quiz How does the point spread of the football game the Raiders lose impact the velocity at which a Redwing boot smashes through the screen of a cathode ray tube television?
June 24, 2025 at 5:50 PM
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Sign at the channel Islands national Park. They ask you to report “any signs or other information that are negative about either past or living Americans or that fail to emphasize the beauty, grandeur, and abundance of landscapes and other natural features.” 🙄 so no mentioning American history.
June 22, 2025 at 2:30 AM
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If we’re headed for nuclear war, please take a moment to admire my oil spill pride mani. (painting, my nails is my minor joy nowadays.)
Shows a white woman’s hand, tattoos on the knuckles, with long nails painted in oil spill rainbow metallic colors Shows a white woman’s hand, tattoos on the knuckles, with long nails painted in oil spill rainbow metallic colors
June 22, 2025 at 2:00 AM
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Accessorizing with my new book, haha! 💙📚 Not as pretty as the #poems inside. You can read sample poems before deciding to buy it! See them here (click Samples): mainstreetragbookstore.com/product/the-...
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June 20, 2025 at 1:04 AM
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My 4th #poetry collection, The Light Becomes Us, just arrived on my doorstep. I am so proud this collection is out in the world! #booksky 💙📚

If you ordered, please send me a selfie w/the book!
If you haven’t & are interested, you can order at mainstreetragbookstore.com/product/the-...
June 19, 2025 at 2:15 AM
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1st time holding my latest poetry collection out of boats against the current press! You can order Toothache in the Bone on Amazon - please tag me in your photo if you get a copy 😁 www.amazon.com/Toothache-Bo...
June 14, 2025 at 8:10 PM
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Two new #poems published!“Courage” in the newest issue of Santa Clara Review, and “A Guest in the Assembly of God Congregation” in Soundings East! Here they are (with alt text) for your reading pleasure… I hope you enjoy them!
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Courage for my mother, Joanne Is to stand on a stranger’s porch and ask boldly, is my husband here? without flinching in the snow that falls into your hair Is to dance through the year that claimed your mother’s life forty-nine and counting Is to ignore the ache a three-job life sinks into your bones to keep the small house your daughters call home Is to welcome the dark with a staunch belief that that there is a God who lovingly counts the hairs on your head Is to arrange your bedroom so that you wake facing the sunrise Is to start each day with Yes A Guest in the Assembly of God Congregation The loamy sermon runs through my fingers and escapes, caresses me and puts on its shoes as penance. I came in a dress and hose and too much Catholic in my blood, I found men in overalls and folding chairs and nowhere to place painful and penitent knees. Forgiveness is a flavor worth the bruised and bitten lip. I am told this is not a church, this is God’s house, and no child is turned aside who is willing to admit they stole the change from Nana’s cigarette purse and that they may hate God, just a little, for the toothache in the bone of this uncurable disease. The cantor’s voice is entreating, places me in songs of old joy, a veil over blue waters I swam as a girl before I worried who might see the soft meat of my thigh. A hand holding the latest copies of Santa Clara review and soundings east
June 13, 2025 at 8:15 PM
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NOW AVAILABLE! My #poetry chapbook Toothache in the Bone, poems on #chronicillness, #spoonie life, & unruly bodies. Order at boatsagainstthecurrent.org/chapbooks/to...
Reviewers for litmags/podcasts please reach out via @ or DM!
#booksky 💙📚 #CripLib ☁️📚 #CripLit 📝 #writing 📖 #SpoonieAuthChat
Book cover is parchment colored, with an anatomical sketch of the SI joint, penvis, hip joint and femur. Book title in red text in lower right reads "Toothache in the Bone," author name in red text beneath reads "Colleen S. Harris"
June 13, 2025 at 5:31 PM
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Get excited - my newest chapbook Toothache in the Bone is releasing from boats against the current this weekend!! #Poems on #chronicillness & #spoonie life, & navigating everyday life in a #disabled & disobedient body.
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June 12, 2025 at 12:10 AM
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My 4th poetry collection, The Light Becomes Us, is newly available! Human-made cover art, Pushcart-nominated poems - there are even sample poems on the bookstore's site for you to have a tasting before buying! Grab yours at: mainstreetragbookstore.com/product/the-...
June 11, 2025 at 9:24 PM
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Thermal nail polish! The pink is Mooncat’s Sakura’s Serenade, the metallic nails are done in ILNP Fame. (yes I know this is stupid while the state is being military against us, but I can’t change that from my couch this evening)
June 10, 2025 at 2:35 AM
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Honored for my #poem “Sketching the Hopscotch Grid” to be included in The Louisville Review #96 alongside such titans as Silas House and Roy L Burkhead!!!
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June 8, 2025 at 7:31 PM
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The Light Becomes Us, my 4th full-length poetry collection containsing Pushcart-nominated pieces & human-made art for cover. Reviewers/ interviewers/ podcasters, I can share a hard copy or PDF. Others can order at: mainstreetragbookstore.com/product/the-... - tell me if you do so I can thank you!
June 8, 2025 at 2:57 AM
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Copies printed & are shipping! The Light Becomes Us is in the world. I'm waiting on my copies to arrive. Would you consider ordering my newest #poetry book? I'm happy to send hard copies to folks who write reviews!
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#booksky 💙📚 #writing 📖 #books📝
June 7, 2025 at 6:51 PM
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This is 46. 🎉 (work vs home 😂)
June 3, 2025 at 10:49 PM