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Cat Manning @catacalypto.bsky.social · 15/05/2023

reposting my translation of Sappho fragment 16 here

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lizardbreath 🦎🪦🎃 @spindlypete.bsky.social · 25/09/2026

you shouldn't take an iced coffee to a job interview because you shouldn't be trying to get a job. you should be digging an enormous pit or a complex system of tunnels

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ArtfulTea @artfultea.bsky.social · 07/08/2026

It's our birthday! ArtfulTea has been in business 19 (!) years this August!

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RHINO Poetry @rhinopoetry.bsky.social · 09/06/2026

Celebrate RHINO’s 50th anniversary from wherever you are at our virtual launch, featuring RHINO 2026 contributors from all over! Readers: 🥳 Dorsey Craft 🥳 Alejandro Escudé 🥳 Zahraa Farhat 🥳 MK Francisco 🥳 Elisávet Makridis 🥳 Anne-Marie Oomen 🥳 Margaret Wack Register here: bit.ly/rhinovirtual50

A colorful map with multiple pins stuck in it. On top of that is an internet browser window a grid of eight image; seven are portraits of people and the bottom right is the cover of Rhino 2026. The search bar of the browser has the text: bit.ly/rhinovirtual50. White text below the browser window reads: 50th anniversary virtual launch. June 30, 2026. 6:30 PM.

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Cat Manning @catacalypto.bsky.social · 02/03/2026

happy to report that Cincinnati zoo has an orphaned opossum named Ellie as an animal ambassador and she is adorable

Ellie the opossum crawling on a fence. she is 10 months old currently

Ellie the opossum at 3 months old last year

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Chen Chen @chenchenwrites.bsky.social · 04/02/2026

wow i love putting together a packet of other people's poems for teaching. it's one of my favorite things. assembling a packet of other people's poems for a class. like, i can't wait to share something beautiful. and talk about it together. other people's poems. a packet of them!

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Alina Stefanescu @alinaetc.bsky.social · 30/01/2026

In case any poets needed some Dan Beachy-Quick tonight... "When the eye loses the ability to see an object for the fact of its very nearness, then the imagination must alter the lens. A poem may bring us what we see in it just such a way."

“When the eye loses the ability to see an object for the fact of its very nearness, then the imagination must alter the lens. A poem may bring us what we see in it just such a way. It reaches through the little hole in the eye and puts the thing in mind, that realm in which perception and forgetting are simultaneous, where every presence coincides with a corresponding absence, where experience, as in an old iconic painting, holds aside the breast of its garment to reveal not a burning heart, but a nothing that pulses and is on fire.”

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Molly White @molly.wiki · 25/01/2026

Even when there’s no accountability, the record matters. Credit to the Wikipedia editors maintaining this page.

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Deaths, detentions and deportations of American citizens in the second Trump administration - Wikipedia

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emily s. @emily.news · 14/01/2026

A U.S. president cannot be held accountable. Therefore, a U.S. president must never make a policy decision.

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Tom Snarsky @tomsnarsky.bsky.social · 12/01/2026

love this version of Rilke by Delmore Schwartz, written the year before he died

Archaic Bust of Apollo
(After Rilke)

We cannot know the indescribable face
Where the eyes like apples ripened. Even so,
His torso has a candelabra’s glow,
His gaze, contained as in a mirror’s grace,

Shines within it. Otherwise his breast
Would not be dazzling. Nor would you recognize
The smile that moves along his curving thighs,
There where love’s strength is caught within its nest.

This stone would not be broken, but intact
Beneath the shoulders’ flowing cataract,
Nor would it glisten like a stallion’s hide,

Brimming with radiance from every side
As a star sparkles. Now it is dawn once more.
All places scrutinize you. You must be reborn.

(1965)

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Ilhan Omar @ilhanmn.bsky.social · 08/01/2026

It was not "domestic terrorism.” It was state sanctioned violence. A family will forever live with the pain caused by the admin's reckless and deadly actions. Abolishing ICE is not enough. They must be held accountable.

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Rep. Omar: Trump admin’s take on MN shooting is ‘delusional,’ ‘we’ve all seen the video’ | CNN

Minnesota Rep. Ilhan Omar joins The Lead.

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Erin Vachon (they/them) 🍉 @erinvachon.bsky.social · 29/12/2025

Lydia Davis. New Year’s Resolution. ✨

New Year's Resolution
I ask my friend Bob what his New Year's resolutions are and he says, with a shrug (indicating that this is obvious or not surprising): to drink less, to lose weight... He asks me the same, but 1 am not ready to answer him yet. I have been studying my Zen again, in a mild way, out of desperation over the holidays, though mild desperation. A medal or a rotten tomato, it's all the same, says the book I have been reading. After a few days of consideration, I think the most truthful answer to my friend Bob would be: My New Year's resolution is to learn to see myself as nothing. Is this competitive? He wants to lose some weight, I want to learn to see myself as nothing. Of course, to be competitive is not in keeping with any Buddhist philosophy. A true nothing is not competitive. But I don't think I'm being competitive when I say it. I am feeling truly humble, at that moment. Or I think I am—in fact, can anyone be truly humble at the moment they say they want to learn to be nothing! But there is another problem, which I have been wanting to describe to Bob for a few weeks now: at last, halfway through your life, you are smart enough to see that it all amounts to nothing, even success amounts to noth-ing. But how does a person learn to see herself as nothing

when she has already had so much trouble learning to see herself as something in the first place? It's so confusing.
You spend the first half of your life learning that you are something after all, now you have to spend the second half learning to see yourself as nothing. You have been a negative nothing, now you want to be a positive nothing. I have begun trying, in these first days of the new year, but so far it's pretty difficult. I'm pretty close to nothing all morning, but by late afternoon what is in me that is something starts throwing its weight around. This happens many days. By evening, I'm full of something and it's often something nasty and pushy. So what I think at this point is that I'm aiming too high, that maybe nothing is too much, to begin with. Maybe for now I should just try, each day, to be a little less than I usually am.

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Shō Poetry Journal @shopoetryjournal.bsky.social · 10/12/2025

Cover reveal: Shō No. 8 | Winter 2025/2026 Cover art: “Hopi Leia” by Sikuyva Dawavendewa. Our winter issue features 72 poems by 48 poets (names threaded below). Pre-order link: tinyurl.com/shono8 The winners and runners-up of the editors’ prizes will be announced this week!

Hopi Leia, black and white relief print by Hopi artist Sikuyva Dawavendewa. Behind her is a village but in the style of Tatooine's Mos Eisley town, with the two suns as well. The border is also symbolism to rain clouds with rain falling on the side. The graphic is laid over a pale lavender background.

Back cover of issue listing 48 contributor names. The graphic is laid over a pale lavender background.

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Luke O'Neil @lukeoneil47.bsky.social · 11/06/2025

He got shot in the head by a tear gas canister, but @acatwithnews.bsky.social reported on three days of escalation and violence by the feds in Los Angeles for Hell World anyway. www.welcometohellworld.com/it-is-happen...

welcometohellworld.com

It is happening here

Three days of escalation by the feds in Los Angeles

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depths of wikipedia @depthsofwikipedia.bsky.social · 25/05/2025

love that the diet section of "eastern gray squirrel" has this extensive image gallery

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Hayden's Ferry Review @haydensferryreview.bsky.social · 09/05/2025

Summer is here (100º in Phoenix today! 😅) and so is HFR’s Spring/Summer Issue! Featuring #fiction, #poetry, #translation, and #cnf by @joshuanguyen03.bsky.social, @mhwack.bsky.social, @mnisinson.bsky.social and more, you can pick up a copy in our store now: haydensferryreview.com/purchase-iss...

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ArtfulTea @artfultea.bsky.social · 18/04/2025

30. Daily Darjeeling Black Tea & The Body Problem by our own Margaret Wack (@mhwack.bsky.social)

Daily Darjeeling Black Tea & The Body Problem by Margaret Wack

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ArtfulTea @artfultea.bsky.social · 18/04/2025

Is there a better match than a good book of poems and a good cup of tea? To celebrate National Poetry Month, we've paired up some stunning volumes of poetry with our loose leaf tea blends. Discover new books paired with your favorite teas, or try out a new tea matched with your favorite poet!

Poetry & Tea
celebrate National Poetry Month with our favorite tea & poetry pairings

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Hayden's Ferry Review @haydensferryreview.bsky.social · 14/04/2025

OBSESSED with the gorgeous cover of our new issue, with art by Phoenix artist Antoinette Cauley and incredible work by authors including @mhwack.bsky.social @mnisinson and so many more!

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Dina L. Relles @dinalrelles.bsky.social · 06/04/2025

Linda Gregg 🖤

The Presence in Absence

Poetry is not made of words.
I can say it’s January when
it’s August. I can say, “The scent
of wisteria on the second floor
of my grandmother’s house
with the door open onto the porch
in Petaluma,” while I’m living
an hour’s drive from the Mexican
border town of Ojinaga.
It is possible to be with someone
who is gone. Like the silence which
continues here in the desert while
the night train passes through Marfa
louder and louder, like the dogs whining
and barking after the train is gone.

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it took an hour, maevey a day @maeveynot.online · 06/04/2025

anne boyer (i feel like we all know this here but i screenshotted it for a discord i’m in so it seemed like an opportunity)

Always falling into a hole, then saying "ok, this is not your grave, get out of this hole," getting out of the hole which is not the grave, falling into a hole again, saying "ok, this is also not your grave, get out of this hole," getting out of that hole, falling into another one; sometimes falling into a hole within a hole, or many holes within holes, getting out of them one after the other, then falling again, saying "this is not your grave, get out of the hole"; sometimes being pushed, saying "you can not push me into this hole, it is not my grave," and getting out defiantly, then falling into a hole again without any pushing; sometimes falling into a set of holes whose structures are predictable, ideological, and long dug, often falling into this set of structural and impersonal holes; sometimes falling into holes with other people, with other people, saying "this is not our mass grave, get out of this hole," all together getting out of the hole together, hands and legs and arms and human ladders of each other to get out of the hole that is not the mass grave but that will only be gotten out of together; sometimes the willful-falling into a hole which is not the grave bc it is easier than not falling into a hole really, but then once in it, realizing it is not the grave, getting out of the hole eventually; sometimes falling into a hole and languishing there for days, weeks, months, years, because while not the grave very difficult, still, to climb out of and you know after this hole there's just another and another; sometimes surveying the landscape of holes and wishing for a high quality final hole; sometimes thinking of who has fallen into holes which are not graves but might be better if they were; sometimes too ardently contemplating the final hole while trying to avoid the provisional ones; sometimes dutifully falling and getting out, w/perfect fortitude, saying "look at the skill and spirit with which I rise from that which resembles the grave but isn't!"

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Redwall Feasts Bot @redwallfeasts.bsky.social · 23/03/2025

Quince pie, blackcurrant tarts, rye biscuits, and almond cake with candied lilac buds—everything needed for a lovely celebration.

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Michael @fleerultra.bsky.social · 10/03/2025

how you respond to the illegal kidnapping of a lawful permanent resident is a pretty good litmus test for your politics and principles. do they extend to someone you view as in the out-group? do you actually believe in the whole "disagree with you but will defend your right to speak?"

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Your Internet Friend Tom Tomorrow @tomtomorrow.bsky.social · 09/03/2025

a lot of people have said, now is when you find out how you would react to incipient fascism. and what you do is important! but a more salient point might be, how do large institutions, like say, columbia university, react. not looking great so far!

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Catherynne M. Valente @catvalente.bsky.social · 04/02/2025

This is one of my favorite poems of all time, written by the wonderful & greatly missed John M. Ford. I’ve been thinking about it a lot recently. So I thought I would share it.

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ONLY POEMS @onlypoemsmag.bsky.social · 13/02/2025

Margaret Wack, Finalist for the Leonard Cohen Poetry Prize.

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ONLY POEMS @onlypoemsmag.bsky.social · 01/02/2025

The moment you all have been waiting for!! Check out our Instagram for the full list— we have some truly wonderful poets!

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Chen Chen @chenchenwrites.bsky.social · 31/12/2024

happy new year to those around the world already celebrating— returning, yes, to this Clifton classic—

i am running into a new year
by Lucille Clifton

i am running into a new year
and the old years blow back
like a wind
that i catch in my hair
like strong fingers like
all my old promises and
it will be hard to let go
of what i said to myself
about myself
when i was sixteen and
twenty-six and thirty-six
even thirty-six but
i am running into a new year
and i beg what i love and
i leave to forgive me

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🫜🫚🌶️ Caitlin Spice 🌶️🫚🫜 @catespice.bsky.social · 31/12/2024

Ursula K. Le Guin’s writing schedule is a MOOD

5:30 a.m. - wake up and lie there and think.
6:15 a.m. - get up and eat breakfast (lots).
7.15 a.m. - get to work writing, writing, writing.
Noon - lunch.
1:00-3:00 p.m. - reading, music.
3:00-5:00 p.m. correspondence, maybe house cleaning.
5:00-8:00 p.m. make dinner and eat it.
After 8:00 p.m. - I tend to be very stupid and we won't talk about this.

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Somto Ihezue @somtoihezue.bsky.social · 18/12/2024

Forever obsessed with this poem by Ada Limón.

WHAT I DIDN'T KNOW BEFORE
was how horses simply give birth to other horses. Not a baby by any means, not a creature of liminal spaces, but already a four-legged beast hellbent on walking, scrambling after the mother. A horse gives way to another horse and then suddenly there are two horses, just like that. That's how I loved you.
You, off the long train from Red Bank carrying a coffee as big as your arm, a bag with two computers swinging in it unwieldily at your side. I remember we broke into laughter when we saw each other. What was between us wasn't a fragile thing to be coddled, cooed over. It came out fully formed, ready to run.

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Tom Snarsky @tomsnarsky.bsky.social · 18/12/2024

“All the Hurry” by Joe Wenderoth

I am the marrying
kind.
Though these muscles will not
us make.
The carriage will stay
empty,
empty and surer.
I am fast, I’m sorry.
Dreams don’t start.
Love won’t end.

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Anthony Garrett @anthonygarrett.bsky.social · 17/12/2024

How to touch upon the untouchable? Distributed among an indefinite number of forms and figures, this question is precisely the obsession haunting a thinking of touch—or thinking as the haunting of touch. —Jacques Derrida, On Touching—Jean-Luc Nancy, translated by Christine Irizarry

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Dr. Han VanderHart @hanvanderhart.bsky.social · 16/12/2024

I have this poem taped up on my kitchen cabinet, and once in a while it just grabs me by the face, lovingly. Denise Levertov, “Prayer for Revolutionary Love”: