literarypug, to poetry
@literarypug@mastodon.world avatar

Blue skies everyday.
If I see another blue
sky, I’m going to
scream ice cream
in my dreams.

We live in boxes. Boxes
with stiff stuff. Who
decided boxes? Will I
see another angle?
Pray tell. I’m going to yell.

When will we live in
yellow sky spheres?

I guess I’ll have to settle.




bennett, to books
@bennett@assemblag.es avatar

this drawing reminds me: read Translation as Transhumance (2017) by Mireille Gansel, trans. Ros Schwartz

Gansel recalls her life as a translator as one of smuggling words, ideas, lives, across walls erected by anti-human forces. Rescuing language from history, rescuing poetry from barbed wire & bombs that target not only humans but the very idea of their humanity

book: https://www.feministpress.org/books-n-z/translation-as-transhumance

drawing: https://www.ceatl.eu/writers-of-the-world-ask-for-a-human-translator via @creative_xl8
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bookgaga, to poetry
@bookgaga@mastodon.social avatar

"As every new day waking finds its pitch
Selecting a fresh angle, so the sun
Hangs down its veils, so the old verbs
Change their invocation and their mood."

@poetry
The Litany by Eiléan Ní Chuilleanáin from The Sun-fish (2009 The Gallery Press) https://tinyurl.com/ymw8vswa

Handwritten transcription of the poem "The Litany" by Eiléan Ní Chuilleanáin from The Sun-fish, with the uncapped black pen resting on the notebook page

KokopelliBFree, to Haiku German
@KokopelliBFree@ohai.social avatar

#Haiku

a brief rain shower
beneath honey-golden sun
end of the rainbow

#DailyHaikuPrompt - brief
#WritingCommunity #poetry

@dailyhaikuprompt
@poetry

MarjoleinRotsteeg, to Haiku Dutch
@MarjoleinRotsteeg@mastodon.nl avatar
MarjoleinRotsteeg, to Haiku Dutch
@MarjoleinRotsteeg@mastodon.nl avatar
rmfrt, to poetry
@rmfrt@mastodon.design avatar

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Aphelion, to poetry
@Aphelion@mastodon.sdf.org avatar

I’ll still
Carry the
Light
Even if it
Means
Eating
Flames.

#Poetry

ruralgloom, to writing
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Aphelion, to poetry
@Aphelion@mastodon.sdf.org avatar

You tried
To break
My spine
Repeatedly
Because
You never
Had one.

poligraf, to Quotes
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poligraf, (edited ) to Quotes
@poligraf@mastodon.online avatar

One of the marks of maturity is the need for solitude: a city should not merely draw men together in many varied activities, but should permit each person to find, near at hand, moments of seclusion and peace.

— Lewis Mumford

👇

https://poligraf.tumblr.com/post/751756875348983808

via

(edit : tweaked the formatting)

🎨 🎧

ludibriumventis, to poetry
@ludibriumventis@wandering.shop avatar

This one is titled:
The Vending Machine Is Malfunctioning, Again, Based upon the Noises Coming from the Corridor

*Boop! Beep!
*BeepBeep!
*BeepBeepBeepBeep!
*No....!

  • .....
    *F@#K!
    *.....
    *BANG
    *BANGBANG
    *THUD
    *Whispery sound of bag of potato chips dropping

ash, to poetry
@ash@zirk.us avatar
ash, to poetry
@ash@zirk.us avatar

DEREKH HEBRON
after days of despair

voices
are going
astray

after numbness

false
sense
of tranquillity

queer eye onto darkness

and
tingling
feeling

past the future and future the past

@bookstodon @poets @writerscommunity

literarypug, to poetry
@literarypug@mastodon.world avatar

Having yesterday leftovers
today. I don’t feel meant
for the moment. Glances
and hollow helloes in the
back of the fridge, mossy.
Tough stuff thrown into
pot luck for simmering.
Achievements seem wilted.
We can always microwave.
Nutrition negligible. Chow
now, somehow.




bookgaga, to poetry
@bookgaga@mastodon.social avatar

"Sometimes it feels
you’ve shed your salvation, snake-like,
watched it wither in the sun. Your new
skin fresh and itchy as a miracle."

@poetry
Though You'll Never Admit It by Kayla Czaga (2017 The Rusty Toque) https://tinyurl.com/3rremxnm

gutenberg_org, to books
@gutenberg_org@mastodon.social avatar

"The greater the happiness that nature sets before me, the more I lament that he is not here to taste it: the greater the bliss we might enjoy together, the more I feel our present wretchedness apart."

Helen Graham (Ch. XXV : First Absence) - The Tenant of Wildfell Hall (1848)

~Anne Brönte died #OTD in 1849

#books #literaure #poetry

MarjoleinRotsteeg, to Haiku Dutch
@MarjoleinRotsteeg@mastodon.nl avatar

spring breeze
a murmur in the green leaves
summer will be hot

- green leaves







@dailyhaikuprompt

@poetry

@haiku

matty7w, to poetry
@matty7w@toot.community avatar

A grey morning
Dark, almost twilight,
On the very edges of things
The distance between now
And the beautiful days.
Absence and presence
Noticing not noticing
And there you are
As if from my dreams
Ghostlike and wandering
Wonder in your dark eyes
Floating silent and free
Over golden buttercups
And soft chervil tops
And I am with you
We're flying together
Far away
Over a distant meadow
No longer dreaming

KokopelliBFree, to Haiku German
@KokopelliBFree@ohai.social avatar

a susurration
sunlight dances between leaves
on my walk in May

- green leaves

@dailyhaikuprompt
@poetry

rmfrt, to poetry
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Aphelion, to poetry
@Aphelion@mastodon.sdf.org avatar

Until our sun
Swells out of
Main sequence
Swallowing the
Earth whole.
Until the heat
Death of the
Universe,
The firmament
Erased.
How deep,
My love,
Is eternity?
On the other
Side of which
I will still
Recognize
Your face.

MartinFoysOEPF, to internet_funeral
@MartinFoysOEPF@mastodon.world avatar

Announcing the publications of THIRTEEN more digital editions and translations in the Poetry in Facsimile project:

• Christ I (Exeter Book)
• Lord's Prayer II (CCCC 201)
• Exeter Riddles 71-80 & 82

That's now nearly 24,000 lines / 76% of the OE poetic corpus edited to digital facsimile.

See these and 270+ other editions here: https://oepoetryfacsimile.org

>≠

@medievodons

ClaireFromClare,
@ClaireFromClare@h-net.social avatar

@MartinFoysOEPF What a wonderful site - thanks for the intro!
🕳️ 🐇


@bookstodon @histodons

alexstandiford, to wordpress
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So this is kinda neat. I added a tiny little widget to my WordPress dashboard that allows me to speed up the process of publishing microposts (tweets) on my site.

video/mp4

carstingaxion,
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@alexstandiford @pch I ❤️ that you make use of post-formats. Thanks for sharing. This is .

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