Hulk Hogan’s Ex Linda Thinks Emmys Snubbed Him From ‘In Memoriam’ Over Politics: “Just A Guess”
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https://deadline.com/2025/09/hulk-hogan-linda-emmys-snubbed-in-memoriam-politics-1236547647/
until some travelers risked life for amnesty
The Poem with No End
Linda Hogan
#Poetry #LindaHogan #Amnesty #Refugees #RubberBoat
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/1710589/the-poem-with-no-end
A human is a meager thing in such immensity, the way a little shoe is small on the stones where unknown travelers hoped for amnesty. And though the mother and father searched a lifetime, all that was ever seen was a shoe, the small cold shoe washed up on dark stone.
And here’s the turkey all the colors of metal
We Lived
Linda Hogan
#Poetry #LindaHogan #HousesOnStilts #Birds #Parrots #Turkeys #Bats #TheLostOnes
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/1710587/we-lived
We Lost Ones love the birds. The birds also love the tides that pass beneath us each day, and once in the sea-dark night we shared the same dream, keeping watch on one another. If the tides forget to pass beneath our home at a given time, we forgive the waters for changing. They know we sing to…
Wild creatures will know you still breathe
The Room of the Elder
Linda Hogan
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/1710625/the-room-of-the-elder
Still, you do in all truth want to wake this morning, and you must keep away the envious who wish to take you with them. In this home of being, this great human cosmos, there’s meaning in each enchanted body room where elders dwell and want to be always awake in the room of morning sun.
watching the magpie that comes each morning
A Story
Linda Hogan
#Poetry #LindaHogan #Story #Lynx #Wasp #Magpie #Snail #MountainLion
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/1710585/a-story
She read about a bedfast woman who heard a wild snail eating leaves beside her bed. She, the woman, lived with that beautiful snail beside her. We are kin of the same ilk, and always I want to walk away with her, the young, across the winter shine of the universe, away from the body curve still…
‘Thank You for Being My Best Friend’
Nick Hogan is remembering his father Hulk Hogan as both his “best friend” and the “best dad in…
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https://www.newsbeep.com/23799/
#HulkHogan is in trouble again, Brooke breaks her silence. #BookerT and #SwerveStrickland have words for each other. Also, why is #ChasynRance, still!
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Butterfly - by Linda Hogan(Emergence Magazine)
In the strong earth fragrance
I am part of the tree,
held against it. Brother, Sister,
we came from the cellular division,
its math already figured
many thousands of years
in the beginning,
in the far distance
of the journey,
the fragrance of leaves,
the taste of dew.
I was part of the tree, feeling
the leaves so heavy with
that morning damp,
awaiting the spectacle of sunset,
the evening blue, that vision of night.
Long ago, intruders
forced us to cross this land to the Black Prairie,
where glow worms shine all night
part of the magic of their life.
We traveled the ledge above a river
to the Long House village.
We are the clan of crossings
and the young transformed themselves,
opened their silk, crossed into full,
wing life to fly with all others
at once indigo blue, cerulean, their beauty
leaving us behind to watch,
knowing we crossed time
into the swarm of trees.
This generation; it is time to hunger,
each life still and watching the young
take again to our ways.
We look back and look forward,
remember the beginning.
We remember the milk of stars,
and drink the light.
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