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Thomas Storey

@tstorey.bsky.social

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Writer, Editor, Environmental Humanities Researcher

Thomas Storey @tstorey.bsky.social · 14/08/2026

Poem I published in the excellent Voice and Verse magazine, about climate change, walking along Denmark's coast, and parenthood when things are falling apart

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Thomas Storey @tstorey.bsky.social · 31/07/2026

Excited to see that my monograph on the literature of the Anthropocene sublime has been published with Routledge: www.routledge.com/The-Anthropo...

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The Anthropocene Sublime in Literature: Immanence and Entanglement from Romanticism to Digitality

One starting point for the Anthropocene – in which human industry has so profoundly altered the planet’s geosphere – is the invention of the steam engine in the late eighteenth century, a date roughly...

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George Monbiot @georgemonbiot.bsky.social · 30/07/2026

I'm not qualified to judge whether such people are psychopaths. All I can say is that they behave as if they are. From today's Telegraph.

Column by Allister Heath

Britain can’t stop climate change. Scrap net zero and embrace Mediterranean life

We’ve lost the war against global warming so let’s learn to handle hotter weather

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Thomas Storey @tstorey.bsky.social · 22/07/2026

Trying to find a short contemporary poem about the sirens in the Odyssey in which they sing the story of Odysseus back to him, which is what he cannot bear to hear ... anyone have any ideas?

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Des @desdelboy.bsky.social · 01/06/2026

Morning all. Photographer John Bulmer View Over Potteries (also known as "Potteries) 1962.

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Celeste Ng @pronounced-ing.bsky.social · 07/04/2026

Muriel Rukeyser, always but especially today. Full text at www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47657/...

Text of "Poem (I lived in the first century of world wars)" by Muriel Rukeyser. Text is online at https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47657/poem-i-lived-in-the-first-century-of-world-wars

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Becky Guest @beckyguest.bsky.social · 04/03/2026

The 🌿Environmental Humanities🌊 section of Cogent Arts & Humanities is now open for submissions with @tstorey.bsky.social as Senior Editor 🎉 Read more about this vital new #openaccess section & how to submit here: www.tandfonline.com/journals/oaa... @tandfresearch.bsky.social #envhum #envhist

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Learn about Cogent Arts & Humanities

Learn about Cogent Arts & Humanities aims & scope, editorial board, journal metrics and more.

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John Self @john-self.bsky.social · 12/02/2026

Two beautiful poems by Don Paterson about his son Jamie. ‘The Thread’ (from Landing Light, 2003) and ‘The Circle’ (from Rain, 2009).

The Thread

Jamie made his landing in the world
so hard he ploughed straight back into the earth.
They caught him by the thread of his one breath
and pulled him up. They don't know how it held.
And so today I thank what higher will
brought us to here, to you and me and Russ,
the great twin-engined swaying wingspan of us roaring down the back of Kirrie Hill

and your two-year-old lungs somehow out-revving every engine in the universe.
*All that trouble just to turn up dead*
was all I thought that long week. Now the thread
is holding all of us: look at our tiny house,
son, the white dot of your mother waving.

The Circle
for Jamie

My boy is painting outer space,
and steadies his brush-tip to trace
the comets, planets, moon and sun
and all the circuitry they run

in one great heavenly design.
But when he tries to close the line
he draws around his upturned cup,
his hand shakes, and he screws it up.

The shake's as old as he is, all
(thank god) his body can recall
of that hour when, one inch from home,
we couldn't get the air to him;

and though today he's all the earth
and sky for breathing-space and breath
the whole damn troposphere can't cure
the flutter in his signature.

But Jamie, nothing's what we meant.
The dream is taxed. We all resent
the quarter bled off by the dark
between the bowstring and the mark

and trust to Krishna or to fate
to keep our arrows halfway straight.
But the target also draws our aim -
our will and nature's are the same;

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Thomas Storey @tstorey.bsky.social · 21/01/2026

They tell me you can live a long, long time on the love of a dog Things get bitter and bad And sleep can be had Late in the day when the options seem gone Please let your eyes be a friend to me again It’s just malfunctioning teardrops A cowboy overflow of the heart www.youtube.com/watch?v=hN2N...

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The Avalanches & David Berman - A Cowboy Overflow of the Heart (2021 Remaster)

YouTube video by CrystalForce

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