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Alice White @poetalicewhite.bsky.social · 04/03/2026

Extremely honored to have had my debut poetry manuscript be named a finalist for the Jake Adam York Prize. ✨ Thank you @milkweededitions.bsky.social & Copper Nickel & a very big congratulations to Constant Laval Williams!

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Alice White @poetalicewhite.bsky.social · 20/02/2026

Here’s the second of two poems recently translated into Romanian for the third volume of Curente la Răscruce, a bilingual poetry anthology edited by Eliza Claudia Filimon & John Eliot. The poem was translated by Alexandra Maria Ostoea and first appeared in swamp pink.

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Alice White @poetalicewhite.bsky.social · 27/10/2025

Here’s one of two poems recently translated into Romanian for the third volume of Curente la Răscruce, a bilingual poetry anthology edited by Eliza Claudia Filimon and John Eliot. Many thanks to Eliza and John, and to Coal City Review, where this poem first appeared.

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Ploughshares Literary Journal @pshares.bsky.social · 15/10/2025

Lo Naylor and Jonathan Wolf, chosen by Joshua Bennett, are our poetry co-winners for their poems “at the baggage claim in JFK” and “The Hog Farm," respectively.

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Alice White @poetalicewhite.bsky.social · 10/09/2025

So happy to have the first Italian translation of my poetry appear in Il Detanatore alongside @christiangullette.bsky.social’s beautiful work ♥️

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Read A Little Poetry @readalittlepoem.bsky.social · 09/08/2025

Today’s poem is selected by Alice White (@poetalicewhite.bsky.social) as part of the 20th anniversary of Read A Little Poetry. “Wish” appeared in The Yale Review, Volume 105, No. 4, October 2017. Shared here with deep gratitude.

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Alice White @poetalicewhite.bsky.social · 22/04/2025

Thrilled to have a poem in the new issue of The Fiddlehead ♥️

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Alice White @poetalicewhite.bsky.social · 22/04/2025

Thrilled to have a poem in the new issue of The Fiddlehead ♥️

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Breaking Form: A Podcast of Poetry & Culture @breakingformpod.bsky.social · 18/02/2025

Need to listen to a couple of queens talk poetry and ways not to drink alcohol? We got you covered, girl. Listen online at breakingformpod.buzzsprout.com, or wherever you get your skirt and your spirits lifted.

neon image of Marilyn Monroe and the podcast episode title "Fusion."

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Alice White @poetalicewhite.bsky.social · 09/02/2025

So grateful to receive this support. Thank you @brooklynpoets.bsky.social ♥️

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Alice White @poetalicewhite.bsky.social · 22/01/2025

Thank you for including me in this beautiful issue @rialtopoetry.bsky.social

A photo of the poetry journal The Rialto

Her Family and Mine

We were on an endless hike upward
in the August countryside,
slogging toward a promised moment

when the pine dark would clear
unveiling rolling postcard hills
and it would all be worth it.

I could hear my friend behind me
in our single-file crooked line,
her breathing labored. Mine was silent.

And it made me feel good
about myself. Her struggling.
I must have done more in the past

to deserve my present ease: worked harder
to be in better shape, more capable
of the climb. We plodded on for some time,

then I glanced back and saw her
five-year-old on her shoulders.

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New England Review @newenglandreview.bsky.social · 10/01/2025

Introducing Staging Style: A Quarterly Online Craft Series We are seeking brief essays, 900-2,000 words, that trouble the conventional prescriptiveness of “craft." Edited by Leslie Sainz. Submissions will be accepted on a rolling basis. Learn more: newenglandreview.submittable.com/submit/31775...

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Alice White @poetalicewhite.bsky.social · 07/01/2025

Thrilled to have a poem in this issue ✨

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Somto Ihezue @somtoihezue.bsky.social · 03/12/2024

By @poetalicewhite.bsky.social✨

Answering Her Question

My sister taught me a parenting trick
for when kids ask a difficult question
like “Is Santa Claus real?” or “What is sex?”
Simply ask, in earnest, “What do you think?”
and listen. At the least, it buys you time.
My daughter, three, in the car one evening,
is silent. Then asks, “Mama, will I die?”
I just drive. Try to keep the car tethered
to the earth. Somehow the trick surfaces
within me and I ask, “What do you think?”
In the rearview mirror I see her smile
looking out at the purple sky. She says
“I think I will never die.” I tell her
“That’s what I think, too.” And I do, I do.

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Carolina Hotchandani @chotchandani.bsky.social · 01/12/2024

Thank you to Paisley Rekdal, the poetry editor at High Country News, for publishing my poem “Spring of Whirling Omens” in the December issue of the magazine. www.hcn.org/issues/56-12...

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Yvonne 💍 is writing (please interrupt me) @alayanabeth.bsky.social · 19/11/2024

Here's a wonderful poem by @poetalicewhite.bsky.social 14 lines, so just about to tip over from short poem to long, but I hope it counts.

A poem by the poet Alice White

Answering Her Question

About driving with her young daughter who is asking difficult questions, like "will I die?". And about listening to what the questioner thinks.

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Alice White @poetalicewhite.bsky.social · 14/11/2024

Honored to have a poem in the new issue of Blackbird. Let’s keep singing in the dead of night. blackbird.vcu.edu

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Alice White @poetalicewhite.bsky.social · 23/02/2024

Best New Poets 2023 just came in the mail. ✨ I’m so honored to have been selected for inclusion with my poem “Multiple Choice,” first published in Black Warrior Review

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A Quiet Root @aquietroot.bsky.social · 08/01/2024

"Forget all squeamishness: worse things than stalked eyes and slime are smeared across the night, waiting for you." By @poetalicewhite.bsky.social in The Greensboro Review www.poetalicewhite.com/greensboro

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greensboro — ALICE WHITE

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Alice White @poetalicewhite.bsky.social · 27/11/2023

Happy to have this poem in the new issue of Greensboro Review

Some Nights the Entire Gravel Driveway

is covered with fat orange slugs. Or frogs.
Or snails. You can’t run to the car barefoot
for something left there. You can’t step outside
to see the Milky Way splashed on the sky
without a flashlight. You have to look down
in the country. In the dark, you can slice
your foot open shattering a snail’s shell
like my toddler daughter did. Forget all
squeamishness: worse things than stalked eyes and slime
are smeared across the night, waiting for you.
It’s easy to kill without meaning to,
as easy as it is to die—always—
wherever you are—in the dark, a car,
the light—easy as the turn of a wheel—

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Alice White @poetalicewhite.bsky.social · 23/11/2023

It means so much to me to learn that this little poem of mine has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize by New Ohio Review 🥹

Sometimes it feels so animal—

the peach tree trunk breaking our fence in half
to make room for itself, wisteria
reaching its fingers into the windows
when we look away. Waist-high nettles lie
in wait at the property line, a field
of them, teeth bared. The trail through the valley
disappears in summer under brambles
that catch and tear our clothes and skin. I chose
to have kids. To replicate myself, spread—
that’s what life does, from the most innocent
forget-me-not to the knotweed we fought
for years, painting poison onto each leaf
in spring. Of course life wants to keep living,
wants to live so much it will kill for it.

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Alice White @poetalicewhite.bsky.social · 09/11/2023

Here’s another poem of mine in the new issue of New Letters

Hands

You swat away so many hands, and then
you stop. You’re tired. And they’re so insistent.
You let them do what they’re trying to do.
You let them reach inside you and take out
what they want. Or to put in what they want.
Sometimes they drop a nail while they’re working
and just leave it. You only know it’s there
when you see it on an x-ray one day.
During the surgery to remove it,
you find another nail. And another:
a breadcrumb trail you start to follow back
to that first acquiescence, that first night
you resigned yourself to the hands. You find
each nail you find just leads to another.

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Alice White @poetalicewhite.bsky.social · 02/11/2023

Here’s one of two poems in the beautiful new issue of New Letters

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Alice White @poetalicewhite.bsky.social · 28/10/2023

In the new issue of Gulf Coast [CW: suicide] 🖤

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Alice White @poetalicewhite.bsky.social · 26/09/2023

I’m ecstatic to have been selected for Best New Poets 2023 with a poem in the Fall/Winter issue of Black Warrior Review ♥️

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Alice White @poetalicewhite.bsky.social · 23/09/2023

“My Son Is Undone by My Hair” in Threepenny Review’s Winter 2022 issue…the first poem I ever had accepted for publication. It meant the world to me then. Still does now.

My Son Is Undone by My Hair

I mean he buries his face in it
and breathes it in, holds it with his little hand
like an elephant as I carry him
post-nap, still halfway in a dream.

I mean he asks to brush it, then does
for ten minutes—hours at two—
gently. Says again and again
Mama, I’m doing hair salon.

But watch him find
a hair of mine,
one single hair,
separated from my head.

Watch him lift it like a spider leg
mistaken for a string. See
the realization of what it is
creep across his gaze:

a part of me
no longer part of me
and what
it could mean.

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