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Moon Eyed Fox @moon-eyed-fox.bsky.social · 5h

This is achingly beautiful 💔❤️

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Moon Eyed Fox @moon-eyed-fox.bsky.social · 18h

Picking up my preorder tomorrow 😍

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Angela M Cowan @angelamcowan.bsky.social · 01/10/2026

angelas-newsletter-ed5d53.beehiiv.com/p/autumn-ris... "...In the first days after my dad died, I sat in that living room, surrounded by boxes and old photographs...and suddenly all I could hear was that clock ticking. A substitute heartbeat for a home that would lie empty and still..."

angelas-newsletter-ed5d53.beehiiv.com

Autumn rises like a tide

Content Warning: Grief, death of a parent

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Albert Dros @albertdros.bsky.social · 03/09/2026

Autumn in the Netherlands might come earlier than normal because the drought. There are already some yellow trees outside. It's one of my favourite seasons. Yellow trees, and mushrooms.

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The Whimsical Muse @whimsicalmuse.bsky.social · 23/08/2026

I much prefer doing my research amidst the flickering lanterns of an old-fashioned library in Prague during a raging thunderstorm with the help of a library ghost, so no, I'm afraid I have no interest in "asking ChatGPT."

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hookland.bsky.social @hookland.bsky.social · 22/08/2026

The edge between a walled and wild section of wood always feels like a magical threshold. A transgressive possibility space where things leak out and shinning up the border requires a sacrifice of scraped skin, torn cloth. To walk atop such a wall is to be of two-worlds. – #DAKilroy, 1982

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Moon Eyed Fox @moon-eyed-fox.bsky.social · 20/08/2026

The last winds of summer have started, and they swell with the intensity of a beating drum, thrumming deep into bone and earth, throwing heat like a pyre. Now are the nights of wild music and frenzied dance. Now are the nights when feather meets flame, and secrets take flight.

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Arden Powell @ardenpowell.bsky.social · 18/08/2026

Thornstrife is a real problem. It was imported from the continent 300 yrs ago for decoration, but we don't have the megafauna to keep it under control here. It can tangle up anything smaller than a cat and feed it into its rhizome network to self-fertilize. Awful stuff. Admittedly pretty, though.

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Moon Eyed Fox @moon-eyed-fox.bsky.social · 18/08/2026

Somehow, you’ve ended up with a few spots of salt lichen, despite being a day’s travel from the coast. Fortunately, you spotted its glow and caught it early, and you set aside as much as you can in corked jars. You’ll make the trip in a few days, and set it free above the high-tide line.

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Moon Eyed Fox @moon-eyed-fox.bsky.social · 19/08/2026

Folks abandoned Holstown at the first sign of haunting, and despair quickly crept in. Cracked roads, weeping wells and wailing shadows. But since you started patching holes and bringing lanterns to the darkest corners, a small, sweet voice sings sometimes. And tonight it sighed, “it’s been so dark.”

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Moon Eyed Fox @moon-eyed-fox.bsky.social · 17/08/2026

A mirror breaks at midnight--a sure sign that some ghost has been mischief-ing about--and when you puzzle the shards back together, each piece shows a slightly different version of your face. In your reflections, you see all the lives you might have lived, all the paths you didn't take.

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Moon Eyed Fox @moon-eyed-fox.bsky.social · 17/08/2026

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Catherine Baker @catbake.bsky.social · 16/08/2026

in dry thistleheads the slow descent of evening is almost like rain

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Moon Eyed Fox @moon-eyed-fox.bsky.social · 16/08/2026

It takes a full afternoon to harvest enough seed fluff from the thistle field, and another three days to spin it with longer flax fibres, but at last you have a single skein of thistle thread. You tie it round your wrists, throat and waist--protection against the ravenous stories of the Yewfolk.

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Moon Eyed Fox @moon-eyed-fox.bsky.social · 16/08/2026

The shop is all honeyed wood and sun-soaked brick, with trailing vines of wisteria hanging over the front door. You’ve travelled two days to search its wall-to-wall shelves of thin glass vials, silently hoping that somewhere among the bottled salt spray and wind shards, you’ll find what you need.

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Moon Eyed Fox @moon-eyed-fox.bsky.social · 15/08/2026

In the narrow cobbled alley there is a wooden crate, a door with peeling blue paint, and a green glass jar that glows faintly in the shadows. A rhyme may help you; a question certainly will not. The stones whisper impatiently, and you must choose which curiosity to open.

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Kyla Houbolt @luaz.bsky.social · 02/08/2026

For #SmallPoemSunday, thanks to @tomsnarsky.bsky.social, and dedicating this one to Spokane and all the other fire-struck lands, this poem is in *Becoming Altar*. Here's "Waterfeet":

Waterfeet

I want waterfeet
to walk this burning world
(where are the frogs?)

marshes seethe,
sedges grasses forbs blaze up,
tall forests fall to fiery ground
birds drop sizzling from seared horizons
(where went the fishes, the cool mosses?)

mouth wind-blistered
skin spark-stung I watch
as streams crackle and steam....

where are the frogs?
-- the frogs who call
the rain --
they are burning.

with little hope
I pray over my bluest socks
all night long and in the morning
put them on
still wet with prayer
and start walking.

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Moon Eyed Fox @moon-eyed-fox.bsky.social · 03/08/2026

@tomsnarsky.bsky.social Finding your account after being away from Bluesky for weeks feels like checking a long-forgotten pocket and finding $100. What a treasure of poets and poems.

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Moon Eyed Fox @moon-eyed-fox.bsky.social · 23/02/2026

You step inside, the ground giving softly beneath your boots. A cerulean rainbow of light scatters over you, and you peer closer at your arm, where the blue-green light—the perfect sea glass shade—illuminates a patch of finely layered scales. You peer out through the window and see a forest of kelp.

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Claudie - Buy Nerezia While I Vacation ;) @clh2oars.bsky.social · 22/07/2026

the questions on this made me want to throw up, UGH. Thank god for free boxes and "Other" to go off on them

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Edmonds Scanner @edmondsscanner.bsky.social · 20/06/2026

Forget doorbell cameras. The best home security system has always been a sentient mass of writhing brambles and some enchanted garden gnomes armed with little axes.

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Angela M Cowan @angelamcowan.bsky.social · 21/07/2026

Snuffling nose. Wagging tail. A haze of tawny fur as your eyes blur with tears. "How...?" Gideon rubs the back of his neck sheepishly. "We pooled the last of our hoards and talked to the Red Wizard. Turns out, longevity spells aren't all that difficult for dogs." He grins. "Welcome home."

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Moon Eyed Fox @moon-eyed-fox.bsky.social · 18/07/2026

You're grateful it's raining, and use the drum of it on the roof as a subtle rhythm to the song you build under your breath. You lose yourself in it, startling when thunder cracks close overhead. A woman across the aisle grins and throws you a wink as delicate sparks fizz at the ends of her hair.

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Kingfisher & Wombat @tkingfisher.com · 08/05/2026

Look, if you don’t do shit like this, why even be an ancient historic college?

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Premee Mohamed @premeemohamed.com · 29/04/2026

My best craft advice is "Put a giant worm in it." You can never go wrong with a giant worm. Sci-fi: Giant worm on an alien planet Fantasy: Giant worm in mountain sitting on a pile of gold Horror: Giant worm (eats people) Romance: Giant worm causes third-act breakup Mystery: Giant worm investigates

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Cottage in the Woods @cottageinwood.bsky.social · 27/04/2026

How it feels to be left behind by Ai:

Painting of a writer (Terri Windling) in a autumn wood with her fog, by David Wyatt

Painting of a woman gathering wildflowers in a field by Hans Thoma

Painting a of a woman shaking a fruit tree, by Johanna Westerman

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Edmonds Scanner @edmondsscanner.bsky.social · 22/04/2026

Celebrate your differences. If you have weird antlers, an extra tentacle or two, or a third eye where no one should have an eye at all, don't hide it. Show the world your true dark beauty.

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Moon Eyed Fox @moon-eyed-fox.bsky.social · 21/04/2026

First, lemon balm and lavender for the bees. Their scents linger in the hidden corners of the garden with swirls of green and blue, colour filling the air like sun through stained glass. You try poppies next, and swathes of brilliant orange streak toward the sky. Apples blossom softly pink, radiant.

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Catherine Baker @catbake.bsky.social · 18/04/2026

oakfuls of crow-calls I’m walking the long way home my boots full of stones

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Cottage in the Woods @cottageinwood.bsky.social · 17/04/2026

If you are pro-Ai, then PLEASE block me as well. Yes, I am a luddite. I just bought a book on ye olde craft skills, for gawds sakes. Go on, race off into the glittering future of tech scams and fake shit. Leave me behind. Let me rot in the past. I want to die here, covered in art.

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Storm Bleakly, Alleged Human @vedraven.bsky.social · 14/04/2026

A young mother is reaching out to her own, with good news. The little one, barely a century old and still nursing, is shy; her song still too small to reach across many light-years. But with a little gentle encouragement from her mother, she manages a soft greeting to her deeply proud grandmother.

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Cottage in the Woods @cottageinwood.bsky.social · 14/04/2026

But if all the real artists give up and vanish, who will the Ai artists steal from?

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Marilyn Ward @haikupoet.bsky.social · 14/04/2026

#dailyhaikuprompt #wisteria twisting wisteria... such a reminder of aged bones

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Moon Eyed Fox @moon-eyed-fox.bsky.social · 03/04/2026

Far beyond the trodden roads, beyond even the narrow trails cut into the mountainside by the shaggy-haired goats, is a long and narrow field of wildflowers that follows the curve of the slope, where lightning crackles among the blooms, patient as a spider in its web.

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The Whimsical Muse @whimsicalmuse.bsky.social · 02/04/2026

Call me old-fashioned, but I truly believe soup is meant to be made in a cauldron over an open fire under a full moon with the sound of wolves in the distance.

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Moon Eyed Fox @moon-eyed-fox.bsky.social · 01/04/2026

You take in a bag of wool to wash and card for a neighbour, who offers in payment anything you find in the fibres. You humour them—the feel of wool in warm water has always soothed you—but then you find a few strands coloured brilliant violet, tangled around a silver charm of a curling ram’s horn.

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Moon Eyed Fox @moon-eyed-fox.bsky.social · 31/03/2026

Three days of clear skies is enough to dry up the muddy road, and so you head into town, your handcart laden with spice mixes, sheafs of pressed paper, and a few small brooms. And of all the things you trade for—necessities and the few indulgences—the jar of fresh bitter greens is your most prized.

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The Quantum Magician @thequantummage.bsky.social · 31/03/2026

I walked the woods, by the old railroad trail, when last I visited. Echoes of old engines, of metal wheels singing on metal rails, of the thump of the hammers that drove the spikes that held the rails to the ties rang in my ears. That was home, not the house I slept in, not the people who shared it.

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Moon Eyed Fox @moon-eyed-fox.bsky.social · 31/03/2026

You wear the talismans of your heart like armour, trusting in them to keep you grounded: -a long skirt embroidered with spiderwebs and daffodils, sewn in summer sun -a small river stone pendant that whispers stories of movement and change -the memory of a kiss, from the one who loves you as you are

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summerghost @asummerghost.bsky.social · 28/12/2025

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Moon Eyed Fox @moon-eyed-fox.bsky.social · 30/03/2026

To the east is a series of ponds where the water is always perfectly still, no matter the wind or weather. Folk steer clear, mostly, but last solstice you crept close, following a story you’d heard from the starlings, and in the wee dark hours saw a different sky of stars reflected in each one.

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Moon Eyed Fox @moon-eyed-fox.bsky.social · 29/03/2026

The stairs are worn smooth down the centre, rough stone inlaid with spiderwebbing lines of quartz that catch and carry the light from the surface. You count sixteen silent steps down, and trail a careful hand along the rounded earthen ceiling. At the bottom, a curved room—empty of all but echoes.

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Moon Eyed Fox @moon-eyed-fox.bsky.social · 28/03/2026

The first few raindrops land with audible clicks, like small jaws snapping shut. You rush inside to throw open every window in your cottage and watch as an undulating wave of birds heralds the coming of the storm. They screech inside, fighting and frantic, as the fanged rains descend.

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Dr Icy Sedgwick @icysedgwick.bsky.social · 28/03/2026

Walnut trees are less familiar than oak trees, but it turns out they appear in plenty of superstitions, legends, and folk remedies. Let's get to know the walnut tree in this week's episode of Fabulous Folklore! pod.co/fabulous-fol...

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