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Sarah Wolfson @sarahwolfson.bsky.social · 23m

Today in class, I heard myself compare a particular poem’s movement to the tiki-taka style of soccer (an unhinged overreach). Tried to save face by turning the moment into a lesson on metaphor as an act of inquiry, which I think is from Mark Doty. Unclear this worked. 🤣🫣🤷🏻‍♀️⚽️

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Sarah Wolfson @sarahwolfson.bsky.social · 19h

“Revision is just hanging around with the poem.” — Marianne Boruch, in tonight’s wise, poignant, often laugh-out-loud funny 2026 Jackson Poetry Prize Reading

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phillip crymble @phillipcrymble.bsky.social · 26/09/2026

you hear the word loaded / and a sensory constellation / is lit The Thomas Lux poem I keep coming back to

THE VOICE YOU HEAR WHEN YOU READ SILENTLY

is not silent, it is a speaking-
out-loud voice in your head: it is spoken,
a voice is saying it
as you read. It's the writer's words,
of course, in a literary sense
his or her "voice" but the sound
of that voice is the sound of your voice.
Not the sound your friends know
or the sound of a tape played back
but your voice
caught in the dark cathedral
of your skull, your voice heard.
by an internal ear informed by internal abstracts
and what you know by feeling,
having felt. It is your voice.
saying, for example, the word "barn"
that the writer wrote
but the "barn" you say
is a barn you know or knew. The voice
in your head, speaking as you read,
never says anything neutrally--some people
hated the barn they knew,
some people love the barn they know
so you hear the word loaded
and a sensory constellation
is lit: horse-gnawed stalls,
hayloft, black heat tape wrapping
a water pipe, a slippery
spilled chirrr of oats from a split sack,
the bony, filthy haunches of cows...
And "barn" is only a noun--no verb
or subject has entered into the sentence yet!
The voice you hear when you read to yourself
is the clearest voice: you speak it
speaking to you.

--THOMAS LUX

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The Walrus @thewalrus.ca · 22/09/2026

Need an afternoon reset? Pause for some poetry and read Kateri Lanthier's “Severed”: thewalrus.ca/severed

On the left: a black and white photo of Kateri set against a turquoise background. On the right: text that reads “Severed. Random wildflowers. An overspill / of daylilies from our (too-busy-to-) garden”

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Event Magazine @eventmags.bsky.social · 22/09/2026

New on the EVENT Blog 🌸 Read an excerpt of "Because" by Sarah Wolfson SARAH WOLFSON is the author of A Common Name for Everything (Green Writers Press, 2019), which won the A.M. Klein Prize for Poetry. www.eventmagazine.ca/2026/09/poet...

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phillip crymble @phillipcrymble.bsky.social · 21/09/2026

Donald Hall, born on this day in 1928

Where the poet stops, the poem
begins. The poem asks only
that the poet get out of the way.

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Michael Metivier @grousehollow.bsky.social · 19/09/2026

The needfulness of this event seems to grow with every passing day, though even in less fraught times such events should happen more often. 🇨🇦

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aaron boothby @ellipticalnight.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

biggest problem with this app remains not enough poetry and idle musing

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Barbara J. King @bjking.bsky.social · 18/09/2026

Just taped for the BBC on this fascinating set of observations in humpback whales. I argued that yes we should strongly consider maternal love + grief here, based on what the researchers report--and on what we know abt animals' emotions. #whales #cetaceans #grief #animalgrief #deathstudies #nature

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Do whales grieve? Rare footage of humpback alongside stillborn calf suggests they might | Olaf Meynecke for the Conversation

The behaviours we observed could represent grief, but they could also reflect maternal attachment, confusion or instinctive caregiving

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Edward Elderman @elderman.bsky.social · 17/09/2026

Edward Hopper “Morning Sun” Oil on Canvas

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Tobias Wilson-Bates @phdhurtbrain.bsky.social · 17/09/2026

Occasional reminder that pedagogy should be eccentric and calibrated to the uniquely bizarre access you have managed to cobble together in order to crack open a complicated form of understanding.

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huck mason @tylerhuckabee.bsky.social · 16/09/2026

rip annie dillard

One of the things I know about writing is this: spend it all, shoot it, play it, lose it, all, right away, every time. Do not hoard what seems good for a later place in the book or for another book; give it, give it all, give it now. The impulse to save something good for a better place later is the signal to spend it now. Something more will arise for later, something better. These things fill from behind, from beneath, like well water. Similarly, the impulse to keep to yourself what you have learned is not only shameful, it is destructive. Anything you do not give freely and abundantly becomes lost to you. You open your safe and find ashes.

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Sarah Wolfson @sarahwolfson.bsky.social · 14/09/2026

For some, it’s pumpkin spice latte and decorative gourd season. But for me, it’s the season of zoo animals being given enormous pumpkins to play with/chomp/destroy and humanoid rats turning up in supermarkets in quirky Nutcracker ballet promo stunts.

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Sarah Wolfson @sarahwolfson.bsky.social · 13/09/2026

Looking forward to reading at this poetry event in October at a special venue where Derby Line, Vermont meets Stanstead, Quebec. Honoured to appear in a great line-up of poets from both sides of the border including @grousehollow.bsky.social & @ringtales.blacksky.app

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Sarah Wolfson @sarahwolfson.bsky.social · 12/09/2026

Heading into fall with gratitude for my August residency at Orein Arts/Mount Saviour Monastery. To live simply by ritual & light; to eat in silence but for one monk’s voice reading Mary Oliver essays; to be surrounded by generous, humble, joyful artists; to be close to faith & nature? Chef’s kiss.

Mount Saviour Monastery with spire against the blue sky and green sloping lawn in front.

Sarah Wolfson (w/long brown hair, glasses, & dark green sweater) reading poetry aloud from her book A Common Name for Everything at a table outside the guest quarters of Mount Saviour Monastery.

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Sarah Wolfson @sarahwolfson.bsky.social · 12/09/2026

Micro-season: slugtastic AM dew.

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Sarah Wolfson @sarahwolfson.bsky.social · 12/09/2026

Make a band edible: The Beetles ;)

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Michael Metivier @grousehollow.bsky.social · 11/09/2026

I’ve read poems now from all 18 poets including @sarahwolfson.bsky.social and every one is a banger. This is going to be such a special event.

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Sarah Wolfson @sarahwolfson.bsky.social · 11/09/2026

“Incredible thing about loss; it too gets lost. The false bottom riddled with the same infinity it came from.” — Nick Maione, from “[An Arrival]” in Infinite Arrivals (Angelico Press, 2023)

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Sarah Wolfson @sarahwolfson.bsky.social · 10/09/2026

“…down / into her own dreaming.”

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Moby Dick @mobydickatsea.bsky.social · 10/09/2026

life for the most part was a telling pantomime of action, and not a tame chapter of sounds

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Sarah Wolfson @sarahwolfson.bsky.social · 09/09/2026

It’s gonna be a great day: the neighbour’s miniature Greyhound has a new red raincoat and I’m about to get back in good standing with interlibrary loan.

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D. A. Powell @dapowell.bsky.social · 05/09/2026

Something my mother taught me that's been incredibly helpful. When you're not feeling social and you have to meet new people, smile and say hello and shake their hand. then, turn and notice something on the ground and pretend you're stomping on a cockroach with a really thick shell. 👠🪳

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Sarah Wolfson @sarahwolfson.bsky.social · 03/09/2026

Great piece that locates and relocates ballet in a contemporary context: “…dance doesn’t hide: much of our lives is lived instinctually rather than rationally, however much we try to pretend otherwise. Dance not only makes emotion visible but also elevates it past its origin.”

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Dr. Han VanderHart @hanvanderhart.bsky.social · 03/09/2026

Something I think about a LOT as an editor is not erasing or editing out what makes the author unique. Smoothing their edges. Normalizing. Conforming. Asking questions? rather than telling.

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Sarah Wolfson @sarahwolfson.bsky.social · 02/09/2026

I still remember how much I looked up to her when I was a third grader, how much we read about her and learned about her courage and pluck. Looking forward to her teachings from up there. A real sense of her effervescence still communicates itself decades later & after everything.

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Sarah Wolfson @sarahwolfson.bsky.social · 02/09/2026

“Your heart is going to break in new ways.”

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Sarah Wolfson @sarahwolfson.bsky.social · 02/09/2026

I’m delighted be one featured poets at this event as well. Come hear poetry at the point where Vermont meets Québec — in a building that serves communities on both sides of the border.

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Sarah Wolfson @sarahwolfson.bsky.social · 02/09/2026

It’s almost like the world wanted what Wendell Berry and Dolly Parton kept offering us.

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Tolu Oloruntoba @tolu.ca · 01/09/2026

Very sad to hear of Wendell Berry's passing. The Berry Center and his publisher Jack Shoemaker were very kind to me when I was seeking his permission to use his line "a three-dimensioned life;" (from his poem "How to be a Poet") in a cento for Unravel. www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazi...

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How to Be a Poet

Stay away from anything that obscures the place it is in. Of the little words that come out of the silence, like prayers prayed back to the one who prays,…

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phillip crymble @phillipcrymble.bsky.social · 01/09/2026

Ontario poet Dennis Lee, who was born on this day in 1939

How
hooked I- honey how
hooked &
horny; hooked and happy-go-
honking - hey, how
hooked on your
honey-sweet honey I
am.

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D. A. Powell @dapowell.bsky.social · 31/08/2026

Got an email from a student saying "Thank you for doing things differently" and I replied "what other way is there to do things?"

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Michael Metivier @grousehollow.bsky.social · 31/08/2026

I’m happy to announce that on Saturday, October 10 from 1-5pm, I will be one of 18 poets from Vermont and Canada reading at the Haskell Opera House on the border between Derby Line VT and Stanstead QC, celebrating poetry, community, and unity.

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Dylan Mirales @realistic.dog · 30/08/2026

pleased to report that I have another newt photo to share #newt #redeft #easternnewt #amphibian #salamander #herps #hiking #newyork #photography #macrophotography

A red eft crawls on top of fallen leaves and twigs

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phillip crymble @phillipcrymble.bsky.social · 29/08/2026

Kim Addonizio, with a tour de force foray into form

Prosody Pathétique

Trochees tear your heart to tatters.
Lovers leave you broken, battered.
Fuck you, fuck off: spondees. So what.
Get high. Drop dead. Who cares. Life sucks.
Dactyls are you getting boozed in your underwear,
thinking of someone who used to be there.
These are iambs: Dolor. Despair.
And going on and on about your pain,
and sleeping pills, and dark and heavy rain.
Now for the anapests: in the end, you're alone.
In the bag, in the dark; in a terrible rut.
With a smirk, in a wink, the wolves tear you apart.

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phillip crymble @phillipcrymble.bsky.social · 27/08/2026

Hosted by yours truly. Some phenomenal work in this issue.

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derek guy @dieworkwear.bsky.social · 26/08/2026

I appreciate that Dolly Parton refused to participate in "dress respectability" and, by her own account, modeled her aesthetic after a town "tramp," who she thought was beautiful. She separated aesthetics from character and understood "classiness" to be about how you treat people, not how you dress.

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Sarah Wolfson @sarahwolfson.bsky.social · 26/08/2026

Such a simple and effective lesson in creativity and collaboration….

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Darby Lyons @darbylyons.bsky.social · 26/08/2026

I took this in Knoxville, off Market Square, in September, 2022.

A mural painted on a brick wall in Knoxville off Market Square that's a close-up of Dolly Parton with a butterfly in her hair.
It's signed by the artists:
@meganlingerfelt
@colton_valentine_

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phillip crymble @phillipcrymble.bsky.social · 25/08/2026

I adore you sinkingly Another poem by Kim Addonizio

Crossing

I stash my heart in my boot.
I've got a broken knife for you. You're not dying for love,
you're not even injured. Not a scratch, not a nick,
no throb in the bones, no slight headache
starting behind the eyes.
I'm walking on a dead ocean
all the fish in my body in free fall. I adore you sinkingly.
You're what. You're whom.
In every room. A dog starts racketing: it's you. Siren
ratcheting off the blue.
I tie myself to the table.
I bolt myself to the bed.
When the phone's black call comes I light another silence in my head.

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Library of Congress @librarycongress.bsky.social · 25/08/2026

The Library is devastated to learn of the passing of Dolly Parton, a music legend and titan of children's literacy. Her Imagination Library program has earned multiple Library Literacy Awards and, in 2018, she visited us to donate its 100 millionth book to our collection and host a story time. 🦋❤️

Dolly Parton reads to children in the Library’s Great Hall in 2018. Photo by Shawn Miller.

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Sarah Wolfson @sarahwolfson.bsky.social · 25/08/2026

Just got out of a transcendent arts mentorship session, idly noticed my spouse’s grandmother’s cowboy boots sitting in an old box, decided for no concrete reason to put them on, & then opened my phone to the news that Dolly Parton has died. She was an arts mentor to us all. And she will remain one.

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Sarah Wolfson @sarahwolfson.bsky.social · 25/08/2026

I’m literally not even cheating. (No cheating. Share the last photo of the sky from your photo roll.)

a double rainbow over a neighbourhood in Montreal

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Pearl Pirie @pearlpoet.bsky.social · 23/08/2026

#smallpoemSunday from Rae Armantrout

But gravity
is the impression

matter makes
on space.

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Rae Armantrout

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Sarah Wolfson @sarahwolfson.bsky.social · 10/08/2026

“Writing doesn’t take place in a culture of regulated and controlled exchange. It’s supposed to be messy, to be conversational; writing needs to be hashed out. To write is to sing, and the voice of each writer has a role to play in the world’s big, weird choir.” — D. Beaulieu, from Do It Wrong

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