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Sean Patrick

@seanpatrickphd.bsky.social
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Data scientist, poet, SF/F writer Dr./they/them

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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 04/10/2026
Beautifully concise.
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 04/10/2026
the kiss of winter and Earth, blushing beneath it in a veil of frost #haiku
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 04/10/2026
"The greatest pain on Earth comes from its pleasure; for by its presence we may take Earth’s measure." seanpatrick.phd/2026/10/04/s... #poem #poetry #sonnet
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sonnet for a cruelty
…the world is full of minor cruelties…
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 26/09/2026
"If there’s a God, I know that He’ll forgive me for learning lessons that His world could teach without requiring Him to be my guide; and on my deathbed I’ll be satisfied." seanpatrick.phd/2026/09/26/s... #poem #poetry #sonnet
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sonnet from an agnostic
…if there’s a God, I know that He’ll forgive me…
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 20/09/2026
"Your body is itself a work of art, a Renaissance in me of eager joy; but what I love the most is in your heart, and there my eyes I can no more employ." seanpatrick.phd/2026/09/05/s... #poem #poetry #sonnet
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sonnet for an absence
…let me describe you, love, through my own eyes…
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 21/05/2026
Oh, easy
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 21/05/2026
dissatisfaction is the only guarantee - whatever the prize, its glow will soon dim, outshined by glittering potential #tanka #TankaThursday
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 20/05/2026
send off the spirit say the ritual, ring the chime and yet ghosts remain in the absences they filled until we, too, may join them #tanka #NaTankaMo #MayTanka
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 19/05/2026
the withering of Eden's innocent garden a glut of delights replaced by a single fruit that delicacy, knowledge #tanka #NaTankaMo #MayTanka
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 18/05/2026
Ordered, looking forward to reading it.
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 17/05/2026
"...This thing we have, which we call love, is not a thing that we can tell the world about; it’s past all language – terse or overwrought – and it’s uniquely ours, beyond all doubt..." seanpatrick.phd/2026/05/17/s... #poem #poetry #sonnet #SonnetSunday
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 16/05/2026
awakening from an afternoon nap, I learn that I am human, that I have hands and feet and desires. I had forgotten. #tanka #NaTankaMo #MayTanka
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 16/05/2026
a kind of kintsugi that welds as it runs #renga
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 15/05/2026
Just want to make a note here that octopuses don't actually eat their mother, at least not directly. They die soon after laying their eggs, and their body provides nutrients to the young, but they aren't eaten directly. Please forgive the scientific inaccuracy.
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 15/05/2026
"Electricity clings to a new world, an egg-tooth penetrating the boundary between life and cold machine, the yolk of human ingenuity consumed and excreted. When octopuses hatch, they eat their mother. Evolution has no cause for sympathy. Only survival." seanpatrick.phd/2026/05/15/e... #poetry
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 15/05/2026
"the bridges I have burnt with verse went up in such exquisite flames; each fleck of ash an eddied rhyme, each mute apology a whorl of heat unraveled by the wind of time." seanpatrick.phd/2026/05/14/a... #poem #poetry
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yeeorjanedoe poems 🕷️ @yeehawpoems.bsky.social · 14/05/2026
My muse is the sun which makes sense because I'm like a plant or something #haiku
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 14/05/2026
the old frog pond a frog jumps into the pond BANG
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 14/05/2026
each time love occurs it is unique - unequaled - there is no first love; whenever we fall in love it is always the first time #tanka #MayTanka #NaTankaMo
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 13/05/2026
Great advice for everybody who is not Stephen King
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 13/05/2026
the ugliest weeds usually have shallow roots go, then! pull them out! #haiku
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 13/05/2026
like a sunflower your radiance captured me heliotropic I couldn't bear the brightness but I couldn't look away #tanka #NaTankaMo #MayTanka
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 12/05/2026
in crowded cafes people gather, stare at screens and pretend to work the price tag of the coffee is paid by the illusion #tanka #NaTankaMo #MayTanka
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Catherine Baker @catbake.bsky.social · 11/05/2026
wren in the thorn hedge remember where your home is everywhere always
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 11/05/2026
"Our worlds are our experience — and not, as some would say, things of objective fact. When measured fresh, just sense remains intact." seanpatrick.phd/2026/05/10/s... #poem #poetry #sonnet #SonnetSunday
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 10/05/2026
every human being has a mother - was carried like a parasite - and each of us owes a debt that can never be repaid #tanka #NaTankaMo #MayTanka
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 09/05/2026
there is not one road but many, compressed and worn by those who travel; there is not one life, but we traverse a single highway #tanka #NaTankaMo #MayTanka
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 08/05/2026
representations painted on neural canvas of a distant world the artistry of life in their subtle imperfections #tanka #NaTankaMo #MayTanka
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 07/05/2026
left behind by dreams drops of memory linger, coalesce like dew and evaporate beneath the pitiless light of day #tanka #TankaThursday #NaTankaMo #MayTanka
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 04/05/2026
Thanks for putting that contest on my radar, Malachy! Reposting one from the other day, if that's alright.
Text.

The day will come when we no longer live,
and consciousness abandons earthly bonds;
when molecules have no more left to give
and we must be undone or carry on.
We’ll see if atoms constitute the soul,
or if the self remains a single piece:
the mind, if it should somehow linger whole,
deprived of its oblivious release.
What then? A thousand theories all compete:
eternal rest, or else an endless dance —
these speculations all seem incomplete.
Whatever waits, we won’t know in advance.
If you are there, I may endure it well;	
if not, then even heaven will be hell.
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Malachy Moran @malformed-poetry.bsky.social · 04/05/2026
Today’s #poetryprompt: The Only Poems poem of the month contest for May is a Sonnet! And they don’t mind if you post on social media. Give me a sonnet! #MPPrompt I repost replies Follow for daily prompts
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 04/05/2026
"Yet rhymes, like waves, may glitter in the sun: and meter, like a month, may hold the moon, and verses may burn brighter than the day." #poem #poetry seanpatrick.phd/2026/05/04/a...
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 03/05/2026
"...Such is the fate of humankind’s inventions, and by extension, that of humankind: that power, in the service of pretensions, usurps the promise that has been designed. If humans teach a lesson, it is this: intelligence must bow to avarice." seanpatrick.phd/2026/05/03/s... #poem #poetry #sonnet
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 26/04/2026
"...eternal rest, or else an endless dance — these speculations all seem incomplete. Whatever waits, we won’t know in advance. If you are there, I may endure it well; if not, then even heaven will be hell." #poem #poetry #sonnet seanpatrick.phd/2026/04/26/s...
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 19/04/2026
"The wise are not convinced by beauty’s gleam, but purity revealed to them in time; and hold the weight of deeds in high esteem, for evidence outweighs a luster’s shine. Per ounce of beauty in a pound of flesh, fifteen of ugliness await their test." #poem #poetry seanpatrick.phd/2026/04/19/s...
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 09/04/2026
A sonnet of mine appeared in the March '26 Neologism www.neologismpoetry.com/March-2026/
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March 2026
Issue #106 Simon MacCulloch Laugh Tracks Did Satan die here skinless, scalded cat, each hair a crime shed wriggling in the alleys and the gutters of our town, and turned to fishes, finless, mouths …
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 09/04/2026
regarding beauty, there can be no consensus - the world's ugliness is self-similar, fractal, but its beauty is unique #tanka
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 10/02/2026
the body remembers what the mind wants to forget – beneath skin, between bones, you remain. the pain of you still pierces through dull memory, sharpened by the passage of time. you are gone and not gone. all that persists is the ache - the nameless want pulling, crushing, unyielding. #vss365
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 29/01/2026
love is not written and ink does not carry love only promises love is not a lettered thing but a blank page to be filled #tanka #TankaThursday
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 26/01/2026
Some poems of mine appearing at alliteration.net (Forgotten Ground Regained Winter '26) alliteration.net/poetry/defen... alliteration.net/poetry/allit... alliteration.net/poetry/engin...
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A Defence of Moby Dick, a poem in alliterative verse by Sean Patrick
At sea, where sent · the seething Ahab / his ship – and Ishmael, and she, to die / and whither whales · have whipped the waves ...
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 25/01/2026
"The vigilant must watch while Justice sleeps, and on some distant day when she awakes her sword will cleave through humankind’s mistakes – but only those that observation keeps." seanpatrick.phd/2026/01/25/s... #poem #poetry
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 23/01/2026
"The world is cold today, and bare; and nothing sings beneath the sun, and wind brings promises of snow. Throughout it all, the urge to run: to find some other place to go, and hope to find some comfort there." seanpatrick.phd/2026/01/23/m... #poem #poetry
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 21/01/2026
The weight of the world would seem enough to overburden the strongest bridge, and at this crossing-point we hear the creaking of supports and protests of the trestles; the beams all warp beneath the load, but remember in the grip of gravity even light must bend. Dawn alone may break. #vss365
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 19/01/2026
"A mind is not a weapon, it is an ember in the night that craves the warmth of others; we sit and watch the shadows projected by our fading light, and celebrate the ash of gleaming." seanpatrick.phd/2026/01/19/e... #poem #poetry
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embers in the night
…a mind is not a weapon…
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 17/01/2026
"the day before, we watched the world boil over and drip, and flare, and sputter uselessly and they were still alive, and yesterday we might have done a thing to keep them here, but not today." seanpatrick.phd/2026/01/17/t... #poem #poetry
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 11/01/2026
"I do not think that I shall miss the Earth, and of its denizens I’d keep but one: for you, I’d bear the misery of birth, and in your being concede that God has won. Regarding all the rest, I’m not so keen – but you give purpose to the whole machine." seanpatrick.phd/2026/01/11/s... #sonnet #poem
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 10/01/2026
when feeling you try to elicit, it's best to be very explicit; the unmissable truth is too subtle, forsooth, for plenty of folks who will miss it #limerick #vss365
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 09/01/2026
it should be clear by now that life is a joke; the setup and delivery are immaculate, it's just that we are waiting for the punchline. someday, when it comes, we'll greet God in tears with laughter and when He asks what is so funny, we'll say "I guess you really would have had to be there." #vss365
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Sean Patrick @seanpatrickphd.bsky.social · 09/01/2026
steam rising from soup seeking equilibrium as do we all. *slurp* #haiku #DailyHaikuPrompt
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Brandon O’Brien, but wearing a wolf mask @therisingtithes.bsky.social · 08/01/2026
a poem that came spilling out today.
paying attention 
(for Renée Nicole Good)

I would hope
(hope with gall in my heart,
but hope regardless) 
that when a poet is ever 
doing the duty our minds have been summoned for—

that is, paying attention, 
casting her patient eye 
along any scene and making sure
its details are sorted somewhere 
for safekeeping, 

making sure there is some ordinary quality 
you can connect this to that stores it deep 
where you can no longer avoid it

—that when that happens, 
on a rainy college bench 
or at a lonely coffeeshop table
or in a shaft of light through rubble
or in a driver’s seat catacorner from a theatre of terror

or anywhere else, 

that someone else is doing 
what the verse summons of them: 

paying attention, 
crying out that it will 
not go unseen.
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