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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 29/09/2026

Walking the dunes, breathing with the waves, writing lines, practicing erasure

Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 08/08/2026

Front door flew open in the darkness for no clear reason. For a sleepy second, I half thought he had come home. Finally. After 2 years of pleading. Another Friday night on my own, entertaining ghosts.

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 28/07/2026

Tuesdays are for screaming.

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 03/07/2026

Overheard a conversation about the Franklin expedition in my local co-op this morning and I may never have felt more at home in my little community.

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 01/07/2026

A new trick I have for keeping the terrors at bay is researching penny press machine locations

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 29/06/2026

Strawberry moon, a yard full of fireflies, a talkative barred owl, and a cool breeze after a hot day. Wishing you all ease and peace tonight.

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 25/06/2026

Everything else is awful. Let's all go to Northanger Abbey.

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 25/06/2026

I finished Mansfield Park, so today's wood stacking audio accompaniment is Northanger Abbey, which I'd never read before. It's so silly and light and fluffy, makes lifting the logs easy!

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 19/06/2026

Stacking firewood while listening to Mansfield Park, as one does

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 19/06/2026

A stormy day—interior and exterior—then the sunlight and unreal blue sky with big puffed clouds and, still later, frogs singing under a crescent moon and fog snaking through the river valley, filling the night with calm softness. Wishing you all peace tonight.

A dark blue sky with fog settling into the valley and around the trees as night falls after a stormy day

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 16/06/2026

Traded in my ancient car yesterday for a newer one. Another link to my life with M gone. Another strange heartbreak.

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 09/06/2026

Fireflies are out tonight! Welcome little brilliants!

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 06/06/2026

A beautiful morning making things out of ink and plants. 💜💚🌿🍀

A set of colorful botanical prints drying on a table surrounded by leaves and flowers

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 06/06/2026

Yellow warbler, gray catbird, and redstart leading the melody this evening

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 05/06/2026

The barred owl has taken over the orchestra

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 05/06/2026

It's a veery and ovenbird kind of evening

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 27/05/2026

The morning chorus welcoming me to the day. Birds upon birds. Songs upon songs. Sunlight drifting through silky clouds. Reasons to rise against my will.

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 27/05/2026

The owls are very chatty tonight. I love falling asleep to other voices happily recounting their day or planning their future....

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Tom Jenks @tomjenksuk.bsky.social · 20/05/2026

Named trees in Walden; or, Life in the Woods by Henry David Thoreau (1854), in order of occurrence.

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 20/05/2026

Barred owl tonight. Earlier, I cried my eyes out after the chimney sweep left, wanting so badly to have M here, to share the decisions with, the chores and plans. Such emptiness at times. It's hot tonight for May in VT. Barred owl hooting from the edge of my yard, keeping this lonely soul company.

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 18/05/2026

Last night I saw the short films made by 6 teams in a mere 48 hours and wow were they fun, creative, and beautifully done. Look what we can do together!

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 15/05/2026

Just went out to fetch some firewood (still cold for May) and it's an absolute riot of birdsong out there. Gray catbird, robin, redstart, ovenbird, goldfinch, song sparrow, downy woodpecker, blue-headed vireo, common yellowthroat, a couple different warblers... many more I'm sure.

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 14/05/2026

Beautiful rainy day, warmed arepa and hot tea for breakfast, newly delivered wood covered snugly, newly planted seedlings drinking it in, sweet phoebe has returned to the nest on our porch for another year, counting my blessings.

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 13/05/2026

Planted all my seedlings in the rain during my lunch break today and it was kinda wonderful.

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Chen Chen @chenchenwrites.bsky.social · 05/05/2026

always completely in love with this poem by Rick Barot

Litany
by Rick Barot

When any word is called for, say that I am of.
When the tornado forms, that is the ruinous
kiss. When the bamboo-green field sways,
think of tea. When the vines thicken in
the heat, this is the medusa head consuming
its own stare. When a man committedly
steps to the ledge, this is the daguerreotype’s
cold glass face. When winter, that is hemlock
prominent. When mirror or letter or echo,
these are correspondences. When the snow
is pink, something has been left motherless.
When singing, think of articulating silences.
When stars, history. When the sword-gray,
fatherly rain, this is I have wandered the earth.

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 23/04/2026

Last night we took a ferry to an island where dear friends live in a tiny quirky house filled with books & musical instruments. They fed us a feast by a warming fire, followed by slabs of intensely chocolate cake and berries. Then drove us back to the ferry. Such good conversation and care. Perfect.

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poemakontsa @poemakontsa.bsky.social · 21/04/2026

One of my favorite maritime poems by Canadian Don Domanski. Exquisite poet you should be reading. beneath us the living are water the dead are salt and although we've tried all night although we've tried for countless nights ... we can't separate them with our longing

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 21/04/2026

Sitting up in the gods, watching Florence + The Machine, singing, dancing, clapping, and making so much good noise.

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 16/04/2026

What happened in the inbetweens this week was the green tips of tulip bulbs breaking the surface, was the tiniest buds pre-folding from the apple tree branches, was the phoebe testing last year's nest, was a hot air balloon wooshing above the house, was tiny moments of blissful forgetting

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poemakontsa @poemakontsa.bsky.social · 16/04/2026

Diane Seuss, in strong form, from her recent collection Modern Poetry Little Song You can't stay vigilant and remain alive Or infinite vigilance is a kind of death.

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 08/04/2026

Birthday eve. I wrote a poem with a friend, marveled over moon pictures, cooked dinner with my daughter, watched a good movie, and made plans to be out in the world tomorrow, away from work and screens. I will make the best of it because what else is there to do but find beauty and share it?

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 06/04/2026

It's just so beautiful to hear these very human descriptions of the lunar surface from the Artemis II crew: their excitement, their knowledge, their power of observation and comparison. Poetic-scientific language in action.

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 04/04/2026

Two years today since I lost him. Some days are okay, some awful, some even good, but I miss him something terrible. The loneliness is tremendous.

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Katie Mack @astrokatie.com · 02/04/2026

A few people have replied to my Artemis posts with links to Gil Scott-Heron's "Whitey on the Moon." Here's a story from Space.com about Artemis II pilot Victor Glover, currently en route to fly around the Moon, and his connection to that piece. www.space.com/space-explor...

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NASA's Artemis 2 pilot Victor Glover listens to 'Whitey on the Moon' every Monday. This is why.

"It ain't about racism. It's about the human condition."

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Amy Woolard @a-woo.bsky.social · 27/03/2026

HBD, Frank O'Hara (1926-1966) A beautiful recording of O'Hara reading "Having a Coke With You" in his NY flat from 1966: www.youtube.com/watch?v=YDLw...

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Frank O´Hara reads "Having a coke with you"

YouTube video by Modo de Usar

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Clare Pollard @poetclare.bsky.social · 27/03/2026

Happy 100th birthday Frank O’Hara 💕

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 26/03/2026

In last night's dream, he and I spoke together about his death while we worked together to troubleshoot a missing water heater from our basement (?). Still partnering together. Still crying together.

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 25/03/2026

Today's gift was writing a new poem draft. That makes 6 in 6 weeks. I'm so grateful to be able to relearn how to do this. I honestly thought I never would again.

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 25/03/2026

My second gift/distraction of the day was hauling myself out of the house to attend a reading by Anne Fadiman at the always wonderful Norwich Bookstore. What a joy. She read a bit from her essay about the South Polar Times. A woman after my own Antarctic heart.

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 19/03/2026

In grieving news: just this week, my dreams have finally caught up with the fact that he's gone. A new and terrible loss.

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Rebecca S @grongar.bsky.social · 10/03/2026

Today I worked. And I wrote for 10 minutes with my poetry buddy. And I called the funeral home to get the phone number for the cemetery where I will bury my husband. And I stood outside on a warm March day to watch the clouds. And I breathed. And that's about all the world gets from me today.

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