kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 11h(last day of September ) At dusk, the blue-tailed bee-eaters catch dragonflies in mid-air. 0152
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 18hLittle Loneliness In this corner of the courtyard, in the soapy water, some roses hunchbacked from the burden of their fragrance. Nobody smelled these roses. No loneliness is small. -Yannis Ritsos (tr. Spring Ulmer) 1111
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 23hwww.youtube.com/watch?v=HJHn... thanks to @herbert-pfostl.bsky.social 030
Reposted by @kimdorman.bsky.socialHerbert Pföstl @herbert-pfostl.bsky.social · 29/09/2026Postcard to a friend. The snake that cannot shed its skin perishes. So do the spirits who are prevented from changing their opinions; they cease to be spirit. Friedrich Nietzsche, Daybreak, aphorism 573 (trans. Walter Kaufmann) 0102
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 29/09/2026He strikes the earth, draws water, offers a drink to the dead and to his horses. -Yannis Ritsos (tr. Paul Merchant) 0124
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 29/09/20261/2 Today I buried as I promised Alice’s ashes next to her nephew in the village graveyard up the hill. She liked it here. My son had plans how he would farm it when it was his. Here is a red leaf on the lawn. -Paul Goodman 160
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 29/09/2026For I have governed my resentful tongue to speak of joy and simplicity, of the strength of the duration of the world and the immediate violence that heals. -Paul Goodman 030
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 29/09/2026Amid the green Of the high meadow One clump of pampas grass Shows tawny red Above the wave that runs through the grass-tops -Hideko Furuichi (tr. Janet Lewis) 060
Reposted by @kimdorman.bsky.socialJohn Latta @lattaj.bsky.social · 27/09/20266:23 a.m., still lying ponder-prone in bed. A great horned owl begins its hooting, close by, for several minutes, and stops. Now again, but distant. 1181
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 27/09/2026(note to Tu Fu's poem "Written on the Wall at Chang's Hermitage") The recluse Wang Hui-chih (d. 388) set out "on a whim" to visit a friend. When he arrived at the friend's house, however, the mood had vanished, so he simply returned home without seeing his friend. -David Hinton 2112
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 27/09/2026monochords 189 I never understood how I got up here. All the way on foot. 190 The anchor, embroidered on your sleeve, took hold in your heart. 191 In your old age, the child you were, you still are. -Yannis Ritsos (tr. Paul Merchant) 090
Reposted by @kimdorman.bsky.socialElla Maillart @ellamaillart.bsky.social · 26/09/2026"From the jutting shoulder the wings hang, their dark, shining plumes like an armour of overlapping plates. The black talons are enormous, and issue from a grey, scaly sheath of skin to grasp the leather glove." #EllaMaillart #Photography #Kyrgyzstan #TianShan #Falconry #GoldenEagle #Eagle 19012
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 26/09/20266 p.m. small white clouds … blue sky … peacock on the roof … full moon tonight 0143
Reposted by @kimdorman.bsky.socialGilbert White @gilbertwhite.bsky.social · 26/09/20261777: Mackerel-sky. 0255
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 26/09/2026As a child, I trusted my senses. Like me, they were innocent. 1143
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 26/09/2026I create lines to exorcise the evil that overcame my country. -Yannis Ritsos (tr. Paul Merchant) 072
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 26/09/2026page from a notebook, Walt Whitman, 1854-1860 1130
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 26/09/20269 a.m. a dark room suddenly illuminated by sunlight through transom windows 0121
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 26/09/2026I completely erase the shadow with this golden pencil. -Yannis Ritsos (tr. Paul Merchant) 0142
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 26/09/2026a notebook page, Walt Whitman, 1845-1855 1151
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 25/09/2026Our Lady dressed in black, in the golden corn. -Yannis Ritsos (tr. Paul Merchant) 0121
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 25/09/20263 p.m. two mynas walking on freshly-hoed ground … gray sky … banana plant tall as our house 071
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 25/09/2026In the field I found Yesenin’s cow observing a small cloud. -Yannis Ritsos (tr. Paul Merchant) 161
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 25/09/2026whitmanarchive.org/literary-man... for @lattaj.bsky.social 130
Reposted by @kimdorman.bsky.socialJohn Latta @lattaj.bsky.social · 24/09/2026To revise Whitman’s “The words of my book nothing, the drift of it every thing” with its suggestion of pure heart, pure music (“all words are mean before the language of true music”) to read, with processual oomph, keeping it unfinished: “The words of my book nothing, the draft of it every thing.” 1171
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 25/09/2026monochords 145 Work teaches you what you should do, and the skills you’ll need. 146 What you want to suggest, the words will tell you. 147 Anyway, words come from deeds. -Yannis Ritsos (tr. Paul Merchant) 080
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 25/09/2026At night, the sea with its ships enters my room. -Yannis Ritsos (tr. Paul Merchant) 1214
Reposted by @kimdorman.bsky.socialDavid Wheatley @nemoloris.bsky.social · 23/09/2026Messiaen’s national service in the French army got off to a good start with a complete failure to open and unpack his locked suitcase, a display of such ineptitude his officers decided he would be best deployed giving music lessons to his fellow soldiers. 0153
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 24/09/2026www.youtube.com/watch?v=03b4... I bought this record in 1972 & listening to it now so many years later, I’m reminded of my first trip to India in 1976 … a different world then 1100
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 24/09/2026Much later you see what you saw. -Yannis Ritsos (tr. Paul Merchant) 0167
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 24/09/2026At sea 16: V: 56 Moon in the first quarter sinking a path of light on the sea; Jupiter by the sickle of Leo in the west, Cygnus and Lyra in the east, Delphinus just over the haze of the night horizon. The tail of Scorpio in the water. -Gary Snyder, from “Japan First Time Around” 040
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 24/09/2026The trains’ lights, welding, welding — -Yannis Ritsos (tr. Paul Merchant) 060
Reposted by @kimdorman.bsky.socialCharlotte Mandell @avecsesdoigts.bsky.social · 24/09/2026Robert Kelly turns 91 tomorrow! (Flowers from poet & former student Tom Meyer) 3202
Reposted by @kimdorman.bsky.socialPaul Hearn @paulxhearn.eurosky.social · 22/09/2026From ‘Indeterminacy’, Silence: Lectures and Writings by John Cage 05414
kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 23/09/2026www.youtube.com/watch?v=xlh7... thanks to @herbert-pfostl.bsky.social 030
