The You That All Along Has Housed You: A Sequence

By Leslie Ullman

Leslie Ullman is the author of four poetry collections, most recently Progress on the Subject of Immensity (University of New Mexico Press, 2013. Her first collection, Natural Histories, won the Yale Series of Younger Poets Prize, and Slow Work Through Sand won the Iowa Poetry Prize. She has published a hybrid boo

• Language: English
• Publisher: Nine Mile Art Corp
• Release date: Oct 21, 2022
• ISBN: 9798987192702

Leslie Ullman

Leslie Ullman is professor emerita of creative writing at the University of Texas–El Paso (UTEP), where she established and directed the Bilingual MFA Program. She currently teaches at the Vermont College of Fine Arts. Ullman is the author of three poetry collections: Natural Histories (winner of the Yale Series of Younger Poets Award), Dreams by No One’s Daughter, and Slow Work Through Sand (co-winner of the 1997 Iowa Poetry Prize). Her poems and essays have been published in a number of magazines and literary journals.

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The You That All Along Has Housed You: A Sequence

Poems by Leslie Ullman



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Publisher:  Nine Mile Art Corp.

Cover Art:  by Dottie Moore, Khuana.

Copyright 2019 by Leslie Ullman

The publishers gratefully acknowledge support of the New York State Council on the Arts with the support of the Governor and the New York State Legislature.    We also acknowledge support of the County of Onondaga and CNY Arts.  This publication would not have been possible without the generous support of these groups.  We are very grateful to them all. 

ISBN-13:  9798843857479

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ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

I am grateful to the following publications in which some of these poems first appeared:

Poet Lore, under slightly different titles:

Time, Tasted

Waste?

Bordersenses:

God’s Eye, a Spiral

The Heart’s Many Doors: American Poets Respond to Metka Krasovec’s Images Responding to Emily Dickenson:

Folded in on Itself

The Noticing

Gentle Things That Get Out of the Way

The You that All Along Has Housed You

For a Time I Believe I Can Touch Them

Not Holding Back

A Rigorous Gift

Journal of Feminist Studies in Religion:

Lighter Than Air

Next Time Around

Contents

Forward: How I Came to Be Here

Facebook Question: What Do You Remember About 1987?

Masks

I Could Imagine Starting Over

Taking In The World.  The Whole Thing At Once.

The Noticing

Each One A World

Waiting For This Moment

Time, Tasted

Waste?

In The Dark

Ersatz Boundaries

When Night Announces It Has Truly Arrived

And Then Into Waking

The Day To Come

Where Water Knows To Go

Re-turn

The You That All Along Has Housed You

A Light That Can’t Be Defined

Inquisitive In The Shadows

Indistinct Under Stars

Underground

Secrets

For A Time I Believe I Can Touch Them

Invisible Places, Which Are Many

Folded In On Itself

God’s Eye, A Spiral

Whirling Its Way Towards Its End

As I Drove Away From Home

Not Holding Back

When You Ask

Next Time Around

Whatever Else I Might Have Done But Didn’t

Harmless:

Neither Swift Nor Strong

Being Spared

The Demands Of Getting What One Thinks One Wants

In It

Without Speech

Company I Can Keep

For The Love Of It

Waiting Somewhere For Me

Being Not Her

What Thrives

Something New

Watery-limbed, Incontinent, And Carried

Something That Loves Me

Gentle Things That Get Out Of The Way:

At Sea

Like-minded

This Net Of Being Human

In My One Heart

Her. Own.

Gone To Bed

Someone Is Having

No One To Hush Her

A Rigorous Gift

Uncertainty

Own

Everything. I’ve Become.

Lighter Than Air

Somewhere Else.

About Leslie Ullman

Forward: How I Came to Be Here

These poems arose from my first taste of playful desperation. I had agreed to a poem-a-day project for a month with some friends, which required several things foreign to my nature: lowered expectations, a jettisoning of self-consciousness (not to mention ego) and especially, the assumption that I needed ample time