Imperfect Speech

Poetry from the Chest

35 min · 14. maj 2026
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Readings from Rudyard Kipling (If..), Robert Frost (The Road Less Traveled), Phillis Wheatley (On Virtue), and William Allen Dromgoole (The Bridge Builder). Special thanks to my guest Ilias Shepherd Marrow [https://substack.com/profile/41212028-ilias-shepherd-marrow]. Thank you đŸ„°Eldridge Brown đŸ„° [https://substack.com/profile/390778071-eldridge-brown], Lila Cave-Park [https://substack.com/profile/431325136-lila-cave-park], and Hillary Marek [https://substack.com/profile/71922665-hillary-marek] for the pleasure of reading your poems. Get full access to Mack Devlin's Imperfect Speech at imperfectspeech.substack.com/subscribe [https://imperfectspeech.substack.com/subscribe?utm_medium=podcast&utm_campaign=CTA_4]

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