Reposted by John NorthBrian Groom @groomb.bsky.social · 20hYork-born poet W.H. Auden died on this day 1973 (photo by Jane Bown). On former lead mines of the north Pennines: In Rookhope I was first aware Of Self and Not-Self, Death and Dread: There I dropped pebbles, listened, heard The reservoir of darkness stirred. 213124
John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 28/09/2026The silence takes shape. Alone you become word. 0133
John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 28/09/2026this full moon our beautiful, lunatic sexualities 031
Reposted by John Northwomensartbluesky.bsky.social @womensartbluesky.bsky.social · 28/09/2026While listening to council meetings in Montreal, local mayor Sue Montgomery decided to knit in red when men spoke and in green when women spoke, when similar numbers of both attended. Day 1 results.... #WomensArt 181275377
Reposted by John NorthJohn North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 28/09/2026Harvest? Not of sleep; the moon is too bright tonight and the earth cries out. #haiku 0147
Reposted by John NorthJohn North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 27/09/2026Of course, everything that cannot speak is a Poem. And if a Poem is busy speaking, it cannot be a Poem. If it does not have wordlessness at its heart, it has no life. It cannot dream. You remember – Death is the greatest poet? So ask Him: what does the night dream? You cannot say the Poem yourself. 011
John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 28/09/2026Harvest? Not of sleep; the moon is too bright tonight and the earth cries out. #haiku 0147
John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 27/09/2026One star, the moon, the broad back of the fells seen between the arms of an oak tree growing in the hole of a drystone wall I wonder if your grandfather made and the way a bat appears as if to point out something there along the line of Scots pines that run like arteries all these things in my blood 020
John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 27/09/2026Up on the fells beyond the heather there is sky grey as an auld devil — the mist. 051
John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 27/09/2026By the hearth space, light, shadow, the air itself becomes a bow drawn across a fiddle— sing wind, rain and blood, the Pennines themselves shudder beneath the clouds of this curse's making. 020
John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 27/09/2026Of course, everything that cannot speak is a Poem. And if a Poem is busy speaking, it cannot be a Poem. If it does not have wordlessness at its heart, it has no life. It cannot dream. You remember – Death is the greatest poet? So ask Him: what does the night dream? You cannot say the Poem yourself. 011
Reposted by John NorthJohn North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 27/09/2026GOD, divine insomniac, creates creature after creature, songbird after songbird, waterfall after waterfall just to drown out the sound of Adam's incessant, needy bloody poetry 252
John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 27/09/2026GOD, divine insomniac, creates creature after creature, songbird after songbird, waterfall after waterfall just to drown out the sound of Adam's incessant, needy bloody poetry 252
John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 26/09/2026Film 4's 1988 adaptation of my mother Janni Howker's novel The Nature of the Beast (which she also wrote the screenplay for) #film youtu.be/PpP3pKpnZPc?...youtu.beThe Nature Of The Beast (1988) British folk horror.YouTube video by john balance 141
Reposted by John NorthLeigh Goodwin @leighgoodwin.bsky.social · 23/09/2026#art Thais Varela #haiku #micropoem fallen joy #resist 0134
Reposted by John NorthShinobazu Pond 俳句 @shinobazupond.bsky.social · 23/09/2026So - Autumn it is then. #haiku #senryu 0152
Reposted by John NorthShinobazu Pond 俳句 @shinobazupond.bsky.social · 23/09/2026The breeze - passes right through me. #dailyhaikuprompt breeze #haiku #senryu 0202
John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 23/09/2026Remembers like it was yesterday the day she learned to float upon the breath of the divine. 0113
Reposted by John NorthDavid @haikubycrane.bsky.social · 12/09/2026“mythical sea turtle beast?” fast moving clouds stretch the elasticity of time & wonder #haiku #clouds #pareidolia 26916
Reposted by John NorthSarah Hina @sarahhina.bsky.social · 20/09/2026shore bird in and out and in again 2257
Reposted by John Northmerelypoetry.bsky.social @merelypoetry.bsky.social · 19/12/2024 and you ask me how i have been - on and on it goes this winter rain one solstice after another #tanka #poetry 0196
John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 22/09/2026I'll be at Penrith library on National Poetry Day, Thursday 1st October, 7pm hosting a free event — #tea and #poetry... what more could you want?! #cumbria #events 053
Reposted by John NorthJohn North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 20/09/2026Over the last few months, my cats have been wandering into my writing on #Bluesky. I have gathered the stories and fragments together here in the order they appeared. #cats #poetryjohnnorthwrites.blogspot.comCat Tales - A Bluesky Anthology - July/AugustJohn North. Writer. b.1990. Based in Cumbria 172
Reposted by John NorthPaul David Mena @extraspecialbitter.bsky.social · 20/09/2026paper clip holding the universe together #thingstowriteabout 2145
Reposted by John Northant ant ant ant ant @antfive.bsky.social · 20/09/2026#haiku the trash of your death litters the house 0183
John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 20/09/2026Over the last few months, my cats have been wandering into my writing on #Bluesky. I have gathered the stories and fragments together here in the order they appeared. #cats #poetryjohnnorthwrites.blogspot.comCat Tales - A Bluesky Anthology - July/AugustJohn North. Writer. b.1990. Based in Cumbria 172
John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 19/09/2026Life is utterly meaningless and poetry merely the propaganda of the living. 021
Reposted by John NorthBrian Groom @groomb.bsky.social · 15/09/2026Building the Angel of the North, 1998, photo by Trevor Ermel. 320642
Reposted by John Northant ant ant ant ant @antfive.bsky.social · 14/09/2026#haiku everything we touch in scattered fragments around us 0368
Reposted by John NorthKris Lindbeck @krislindbeck.bsky.social · 14/09/2026אני שושנה אתה עץ תפוח אנחנו פורחים I am a rose you, an apple tree -- we flower #haiku inspired by the Song of Songs transliteration ani shoshanah ata ets tapuach anachnu porchim Accent last syllable (2nd to last of tapuach and anachnu) vowels as in most European languages; "ch" as in "Bach." 1229
Reposted by John NorthCatherine Baker @catbake.bsky.social · 14/09/2026letting the flour fall silk-soft from your fingertips remembering snow 0218
Reposted by John NorthTori Gallagher @rockingpines.bsky.social · 14/09/2026patched blacktop divides small farms – yellowing fields of tobacco #senryu 0112
Reposted by John NorthGerhard Oevermann 🐦⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 13/09/2026along the river stone after stone stonier for being together a congregation of stones a parliament of stones a stubbornness of stones each having spent ten thousand years refusing to become the next thing though beneath them sand sand sand #poetry 3297
Reposted by John NorthJenny Gaitskell @jennygaitskell.bsky.social · 13/09/2026skywards starlings whistle joy could be this way #DailyHaikuPrompt (wing) 06215
Reposted by John NorthTori Gallagher @rockingpines.bsky.social · 13/09/2026the eloquence of trees whispering to the wind #vss365 #haiku 0246
Reposted by John NorthYourMoonliness @yourmoonliness.bsky.social · 13/09/2026constellation of tiny pleasures fireflies #dailyhaikuprompt #constellation 0299
Reposted by John NorthJohn North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 13/09/2026I'm reading by the fire when my cat appears. As the nights grow colder, she begins to slip inside whenever she gets the chance. So, she settles down beside me, looks at me with her steady gaze for just a moment, yawns, and, before shutting her eyes, exclaims "Bukowski was utterly vile." She's right. 031
Reposted by John NorthJohn North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 12/09/2026you lift your eyes to the moon— i love the way you said that love is like the wet lip of an ice cold glass pressed against your cheek 042
Reposted by John NorthJohn North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 12/09/2026in between wet and breathing there for a moment — moon 031
John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 13/09/2026I'm reading by the fire when my cat appears. As the nights grow colder, she begins to slip inside whenever she gets the chance. So, she settles down beside me, looks at me with her steady gaze for just a moment, yawns, and, before shutting her eyes, exclaims "Bukowski was utterly vile." She's right. 031
John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 12/09/2026dark blue and mouth of forest lung silhouette cigarette of breathing the air of biblical mountain coolness of eye, seeing and seeing mouth kissing silhouette cigarette i am breathing you and how many hours before dawn like a stone in a stream of clear water 010
John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 12/09/2026you lift your eyes to the moon— i love the way you said that love is like the wet lip of an ice cold glass pressed against your cheek 042
John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 12/09/2026in between wet and breathing there for a moment — moon 031
John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 12/09/2026the woods in between night is and breathing deep oceanic here I sit 040
Reposted by John NorthJohn North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 08/09/2026Places of Poetry was a cool idea www.placesofpoetry.org.uk/poem/23991placesofpoetry.org.ukPlaces of PoetryThe Places of Poetry homepage is our unique map of England and Wales, onto which you can pin poems of place, heritage and identity. The map has two layers: the top layer adapts artwork from the extrao... 262
Reposted by John NorthCatherine Baker @catbake.bsky.social · 06/09/2026softly gathering in the hinges of your voice all your broken notes 03513
Reposted by John NorthLeigh Goodwin @leighgoodwin.bsky.social · 07/09/2026The seal talked to me with sharp eyes in my dream. Light the seal oil lamp, elder women, as I draw thunder from the sky at dusk. A flare falls on the edge of the ocean, the sun moves around the earth and all days are ebony backwards. ☀️🌙 #poem excerpt: dg nanouk okpik #art C.A. Hiley #resist 0128
Reposted by John NorthTanja @joypops.bsky.social · 08/09/2026at night i settle into his sleep like honey inside the comb 0177