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Catherine Baker @catbake.bsky.social · 19h

kitchen after dark the distant moon still gilding the cheeks of apples

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

Top Halloween film recommendation: The Halloween Tree (1993), narrated by the writer Ray Bradbury

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

Reading @robertwrighter.bsky.social's Why Buddhism is True at 4am, pretty life-saving

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YourMoonliness @yourmoonliness.bsky.social · 01/10/2026

late evening sky more questions than stars #dailyhaikuprompt #evening

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Catherine Baker @catbake.bsky.social · 02/10/2026

grey heron rising wingbeaten waves of white mist hiding the long hill

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 02/10/2026

Cassia moon. Autumn dew. Silk too thin, but still— she bears it. Plays her guzheng. Does not sleep. After Wang Wei, 8th Century Tang dynasty poet 桂魄初生秋露微輕羅已薄未更衣銀箏夜久殷勤弄心怯空房不忍歸

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 01/10/2026

Two silences meet. Dust motes. We are living the same prayer, you and I, together floating apart, remembering, forgetting— another parting kiss. In lightness we become never and forever. There is a space our souls call home; it is a smile in the sunlight. Something understood.

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 01/10/2026

Thalassophobe, afraid of the ocean — your own depths.

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 01/10/2026

Moon sets, crows cry, sky frosts, river maples, fishing fires. The midnight boat is a bell of stars. Here is Hanshan Temple. After Zhang Ji, 8th century Tang dynasty poet 月落烏啼霜滿天江楓漁火對愁眠姑蘇城外寒山寺夜半鐘聲到客船

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

By 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.

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

Up on the fells beyond the heather there is sky grey as an auld devil — the mist.

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 01/10/2026

October, cold – you run your fingers along the pages of the aged Bible's folichor crisp as first frost. You'll pray before the end, the way leaves inevitably gather by the roads and darkness stretches into the day. Christ, how short a year is. The streetlamp's golden light through the stained glass.

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Brian Groom @groomb.bsky.social · 29/09/2026

York-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.

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 28/09/2026

The silence takes shape. Alone you become word.

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 28/09/2026

this full moon our beautiful, lunatic sexualities

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womensartbluesky.bsky.social @womensartbluesky.bsky.social · 28/09/2026

While 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

Photo of uneven knitting with much larger amounts of red yarn than green

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 28/09/2026

Harvest? Not of sleep; the moon is too bright tonight and the earth cries out. #haiku

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

Of 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.

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 28/09/2026

Harvest? Not of sleep; the moon is too bright tonight and the earth cries out. #haiku

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

One 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

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

Up on the fells beyond the heather there is sky grey as an auld devil — the mist.

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

By 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.

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

GOD, 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

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

GOD, 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

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 26/09/2026

P.S. Not bloody folk horror. Northern working-class social realism

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 26/09/2026

Film 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?...

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The Nature Of The Beast (1988) British folk horror.

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Shinobazu Pond 俳句 @shinobazupond.bsky.social · 23/09/2026

The breeze - passes right through me. #dailyhaikuprompt breeze #haiku #senryu

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 23/09/2026

Remembers like it was yesterday the day she learned to float upon the breath of the divine.

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David @haikubycrane.bsky.social · 12/09/2026

“mythical sea turtle beast?” fast moving clouds stretch the elasticity of time & wonder #haiku #clouds #pareidolia

cloud in the sky with an eye nose and mouth, wings too.

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Sarah Hina @sarahhina.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

shore bird in and out and in again

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merelypoetry.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

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 22/09/2026

I'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

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

Over 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 #poetry

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Cat Tales - A Bluesky Anthology - July/August

John North. Writer. b.1990. Based in Cumbria

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Paul David Mena @extraspecialbitter.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

paper clip holding the universe together #thingstowriteabout

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ant ant ant ant ant @antfive.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

#haiku the trash of your death litters the house

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

Over 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 #poetry

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Cat Tales - A Bluesky Anthology - July/August

John North. Writer. b.1990. Based in Cumbria

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John North @johnnorthwrites.bsky.social · 19/09/2026

Life is utterly meaningless and poetry merely the propaganda of the living.

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Brian Groom @groomb.bsky.social · 15/09/2026

Building the Angel of the North, 1998, photo by Trevor Ermel.

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ant ant ant ant ant @antfive.bsky.social · 14/09/2026

#haiku everything we touch in scattered fragments around us

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Kris Lindbeck @krislindbeck.bsky.social · 14/09/2026

אני 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."

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Catherine Baker @catbake.bsky.social · 14/09/2026

letting the flour fall silk-soft from your fingertips remembering snow

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Tori Gallagher @rockingpines.bsky.social · 14/09/2026

patched blacktop divides small farms – yellowing fields of tobacco #senryu

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 13/09/2026

along 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

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Jenny Gaitskell @jennygaitskell.bsky.social · 13/09/2026

skywards starlings whistle joy could be this way #DailyHaikuPrompt (wing)

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Tori Gallagher @rockingpines.bsky.social · 13/09/2026

the eloquence of trees whispering to the wind #vss365 #haiku

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