<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Poetry]]></title><description><![CDATA[Poetry]]></description><link>https://hannahquense.wixsite.com/poetry/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2026 22:12:46 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.hannahquensepoetry.com/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[crush]]></title><description><![CDATA[it feels like a subtle exhilaration a private anticipation a smile begging to be let go your mind racing towards imagination analyzing...]]></description><link>https://www.hannahquensepoetry.com/post/crush</link><guid isPermaLink="false">68e726ef15335a80a828dc08</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Oct 2025 03:10:11 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/19b9f6_04911d63d5b44460ae31d4c5fbb8fdfb~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>hannahquense</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Road Trip]]></title><description><![CDATA[Driving in my car, rhyming up a storm. It might feel out of pocket, but for me it's kind of the norm. 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Awash in a bright innocent glow Of a moment in which we forgot to grow Transported back to a...]]></description><link>https://www.hannahquensepoetry.com/post/4th-of-july</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6882e1026ab2534c7b00a0e0</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2025 01:47:09 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/19b9f6_f4db68cc2816489192cbe16bdcb140b5~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>hannahquense</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Doubting Thomas]]></title><description><![CDATA[Jesus did everything with intention So let’s pay attention as doubt works to redemption You see Jesus had the schedule  His planner was...]]></description><link>https://www.hannahquensepoetry.com/post/doubting-thomas</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6882df37251a639c148b1d30</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2025 01:36:36 GMT</pubDate><enclosure 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