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The Fiction of Stillness

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About
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MY STORY

Among her former lives, Robyn Hunt owned a small bookstore in the San Francisco Bay Area and ran printing presses with a print and design collective, producing “bread and butter” jobs to enable the creation of poetry books and broadsides. While on the West Coast, she read poems with a cadre of smart misfits on the steps of city hall and in North Beach drinking establishments. She was arrested at least once protesting at Diablo Canyon nuclear power plant. She attended San Francisco State University, studying Creative Writing in the ‘70s during the early birth pangs of slam and language poetry. Returning more than 30 years ago to her native Santa Fe, she occupied a New Mexico legislative press box as reporter and hosted ongoing readings and other literary events in a bookstore on the Old Santa Fe Trail.

 

Her inaugural collection of poems, The Shape of Caught Water, was released in 2013 and selected for award by the New Mexico Press Women’s 2014 Poetry Division competition. Other writing includes a one act play, In Possibility: An Imaginary Correspondence, co-authored with Evangeline Brown and produced by Theaterwork in Santa Fe. Her work is also visible on her blog, As Mourning Doves Persist, and in various journals. She lives today with her husband in Santa Fe where she works as a development and communications director for a non-profit social services agency.

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 MY BOOKS
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The Fiction of Stillness

These poems evoke the author's focus on finding respite during breast cancer treatment and recovery - the physical touchstones carried into the chemo ward, the calming touch of her daughter, cherry juice to offset the loss of taste, and an ongoing retreat to a nearby porch. This dialogue with cancer seeks to dispel fear and offer remedy, including the promise of milagros, the body's visible and invisible medical tattoos, and a renewed understanding of stillness and healing.

The Shape of Caught Water

In this human family, a man digs a hole in his backyard for a swimming pool. Another inks his lover's name on his knuckles. A wife sings to her husband who does not hear her. The inhabitants learn a language that lifts beyond the bills being paid, drunk on the tastes they had nearly forgotten.

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This collection is available for sale directly from the author: robyn.covelli@icloud.com

Thanks to the editor and designer at Saddle Road Press for the exceptional production of this book.

My Books
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NEXT EVENTS

Poetry Readings & Book Launch

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​WHEN
Sunday, March 9, 2025, 5pm

WHERE

Teatro Paraguas, 3205 Calle Marie, Suite B, Santa Fe, NM  Ph: 505-424-1601

WHAT

A pairing of two whose writing recognizes the strife inside a fully lived life - rest, resilience and

politics. I am delighted to be reading with Joanne Fay Brown presenting her recently released title

Independence Day.

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FROM THE POET

Excerpt from The Fiction of Stillness
 

Picture Window

 

Six women arrive at the table. We cup lingering insomnia and
remnant dreams in crowded dissipating wisps,


confusing directions and faceless men. We arrive to decipher.
Mouth groggy snippets over biscuits and bacon. Outside, snow

releases its own sigh. We've each returned to previous seats.
Forks places to the left or tossed collectively into the center.

Last night we drank here over Scrabble tiles, assembling nouns.
Making up rules. Dwindling moon. Now, one early riser

emerges from this day's weather. Sock monkey with down
on her brown cap. We start a new game.

Acronyms are not acceptable, we decide, directions nowhere
to be found. I patiently steep my drink. One undresses to hot tub

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on this vacation patch of Colorado cottonwood and pine.
Red cars wearing white in the driveway. We mouth the names

of bygone partners. How we arrived here. Fortunes printed 
on our tea bags. The crowded world on the other side

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irrelevant. One whips fresh eggs by hand to a froth. As we stir
words take shape.

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CONTACT ME

The Fiction of Stillness

Santa Fe  New Mexico

505.670.4327

Thanks for reaching out!

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