@jangleresse.bsky.social
Poet (reading more than writing atm) in Naarm | Melbourne, Australia Poetry, books, art, history. Resisting the urge to despair.
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Today’s joy is finding out that my poetry books are in The Manchester Poetry Library. 🎉🎉🎉
11.02.2026 11:46 — 👍 7 🔁 1 💬 1 📌 0
Writers Victoria has lost its funding, putting at risk the support and services it provides to the Victorian writing community.
Please add your name to the petition to reverse the decision
www.parliament.vic.gov.au/get-involved/petitions/restore-funding-for-writers-victoria/
This is why my newsletter isn’t on Substack.
09.02.2026 20:05 — 👍 7 🔁 3 💬 0 📌 0
Margaret Kudelka is with Jon Kudelka and 2 others . Seonpotrdsm9g 5 4tf16gl m c5t15cch90t3ic9t97gmttlgc5tc1m8f 1 9a4m9 · We are sad to tell you that our beloved, brilliant Jon Kudelka died peacefully in South Hobart on Sunday afternoon, surrounded by his family and friends. He was 53. Jon was deeply loved and admired by many, including fellow Tasmanians, the legions of fans of his inimitable art, countless newspaper readers over 30 years, and even by the politicians he relentlessly skewered in his award-winning cartoons (many of whom have his work on their walls). He loved his family, friends, making art in many forms, and firmly calling out political and anti-science bullshit with his typically dry wit and compassion. Jon was diagnosed with glioblastoma in early 2024 and faced treatment for two years with positivity and hope, supported by his wife, Maggie, teenage children Kay and Oskar, sister Liesl, and his many friends. Jon believed in showing up fully for life and embracing humour even in the hardest of times. In the past two years, he was heard many times to say, ironically, “good times”. Jon’s presence remains in the love he gave and the lives he touched. He will always be with us. Funeral details to follow. In lieu of flowers, the family asks for donations in Jon’s memory to The Bob Brown Foundation, Canteen Australia or The Menzies Institute for Medical Research.
In the worst news, the great, the amazing, the wonderful @kudelka.bsky.social has died.
A great friend, and an amazing man.
This is shattering.
Of all the easy things you can do to help the environment, conserve water for communities not corporations, not perpetuate scams, support the labor and rights of creators... *not* using generative AI is the fucking easiest. You absolutely deserve to be shamed for using it for image and text creation
06.02.2026 22:18 — 👍 853 🔁 353 💬 0 📌 5
Everything happens all at once. My debut poetry collection, Little Griefs, is out in March...but available now for pre-order: www.bluediode.co.uk/product-page...
08.02.2026 17:32 — 👍 13 🔁 4 💬 0 📌 0Listen if I had my 20s health and my 50s self-esteem, I'd be QUEEN OF THE WORLD.
07.02.2026 21:35 — 👍 3 🔁 1 💬 0 📌 0
“The global publishing platform Substack is generating revenue from newsletters that promote virulent Nazi ideology, white supremacy and antisemitism, a Guardian investigation has found…” www.theguardian.com/media/2026/f...
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One of the Lewis Chessmen
Currently on display at the National Museum of Scotland in Edinburgh.
Found in 1831 on a beach at Uig on the Isle of Lewis in the Outer Hebrides, the Chessmen dates to the late 12th or early 13th century.
#History #HistoryMatters
A blurry photo of summer holding the hungering years
I WROTE A BOOK OF POEMS AND IT'S AT MY HOUSE !!!!!!
07.02.2026 18:45 — 👍 14 🔁 3 💬 2 📌 1
Free to read, just for today: www.tom-cox.com/old-litkinov...
07.02.2026 08:34 — 👍 131 🔁 50 💬 20 📌 22
Publishers Marketplace Deal Report WICKHILLS By Premee Mohamed Imprint: Tor Nebula Award and World Fantasy Award winner Premee Mohamed's WICKHILLS, a spy thriller pitched as Cold War-era John le Carre meets Gormenghast, to Eli Goldman at Tor, with Jonathan Strahan editing, in a two- book deal, for publication in fall 2026, by Michael Curry at Donald Maass Literary Agency (world English). Fiction: Sci-Fi/Fantasy January 28, 2026
OKAY GANG BUCKLE UP we are PUBLISHERS MARKETPLACE OFFICIAL for WICKHILLS
Thank you to @mkcurry.bsky.social and @jonathanstrahan.bsky.social and @torbooks.bsky.social for making it happen!
Prepare for me to NOT SHUT UP ABOUT THIS MOTHERFUPPIN BOOK (when I am less busy)
This hits very hard. I am so sorry your family has to bear this. Wishing you all well.
And fuck cancer
Cytotoxic Omar Sakr I grew accustomed to your piss and shit, your snot and spit it seems, in retrospect, immediatelythough once at least I must have grimaced or mimed a gagfor three years, I fielded every fluid and excretion, I wore a signature blend of blots and stains, I grumbled and complained, but I know now that there is nothing more natural in this life than wiping your arse, patting it clean, putting some cream or powder for the rash; how gnarly our hands become, roughened with a hundred thousand washes, how holy this cracked skin, this evidence of worship. I can't touch what passes through you, they tell me this behind masks, cocooned in purple or yellow plastic, they say it's radioactive, it's cytotoxic, it's not to be held, this slight residue-already filtered by your flesh of what I'm forced to feed you in full. The disease took even your waste from me, my boy, and yes my love is greedy like this, my love is reckless and filthy and uncontainable. Skin to skin was the promise from birth, mine to yours, hayati, and l am a man of my word. Give me your poison, child. I will bear it.
For World Cancer Day, here is another poem. I have such a hostility in me to everything this cancer has changed or taken away and that includes making me wear gloves when I change my son; making me treat him as a problem, as something I can't handle, even for a moment, is unforgivable.
04.02.2026 06:48 — 👍 131 🔁 40 💬 8 📌 2
Strange Horizons stands with immigrants in the US as they experience intensified anti-immigrant operations.
We have the opportunity to lend our strength as a global community.
Read our full statement:
strangehorizons.com/wordpress/no...
Two shelves of all my printed work.
So thankful to all the great publishers and editors – their hard work and talent is why we have a poetry industry. And thank you to all the excellent writers I have been published with.
Photo by: https://www.facebook.com/share/1KMPhkWTWG/ Young panther asleep on an orange tarp while being examined by two vets
A good news story: a year old male mountain lion walking around a San Francisco neighborhood was successful tranquilized and relocated to wilderness, in part because the neighborhood helped out and had the right attitude.
28.01.2026 00:24 — 👍 1341 🔁 180 💬 21 📌 20
Congratulations to Joan Kwon Glass for earning a Silver Medal in the 2025 IPNE Book Awards for Daughter of Three Gone Kingdoms! Cheers to all the honorees, and thanks to the Independent Publishers of New England for this honor. 🌟📚🌟 @joankwonglass.bsky.social @asterismbooks.bsky.social
29.01.2026 20:53 — 👍 8 🔁 3 💬 0 📌 0
How can you write poetry in the midst of terror? By writing where they’ve never been. A revelation: the new Babylon between Macy's & Central Park welcomes foreigners, if you turn the camera around, & focus on seduction, follow the hanging-limbed flowers. A man tripping on excess says they’re sick of women like me —always hysterical for a better idol. Asks why my eyes are permanently narrowed—as if light is blinding. I recall not lying. Describe white playing off a barrel, entering my head, & never really leaving. There are various endings like this, if you gaze beyond the tallest tower, into night’s haloes, its soft articulations. Look out. For women like me. Vikki C.
'How can you write poetry in the midst of terror?'
A poem shared for TTT's theme of thought police, fascism and resistance.
Thank you for reading.
#poetrycommunity #writingcommunity
@blackboughpoetry.bsky.social
Aboriginal flag. Black, red, and yellow circle in centre. Text says January 26 is not a day to celebrate
Not today, or any day
26.01.2026 00:06 — 👍 75 🔁 31 💬 0 📌 0
I genuinely jumped in shock (almost dropped my lunch!) to see "Tuesday" on this list. And paired with Gods of Jade and Shadow? What an honor!
www.nickjaywrites.com/musings/2025...
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It's Sunday & you know what that means: new poem with an accompanying (free) writing prompt!
This time it's a transformative poem from @clairehopple.bsky.social
Night Nurse Omar Sakr I listen for the rustle and shuffle of their feet, Scrubbed and gloved, denied the dark and its stars, the night nurse is anything but, steward of the startling hallway bright, discordant dancer moving to the eerie orchestra of beeps, shrieks, and alarms. Every two hours they sweep in with careful hands to measure my son's blood pressure, to gauge the speed of his heart, put a number to the heat, the sacred fire that animates him but must be tempered; they check his fluids, administer drugs— ensure, in short, that he is well, and every two hours, I blink bleary at the blurred figure, who sometimes turns and smiles, whispering what might be a gospel truth or salutation, and vanishes again into the blinding beyond. Back home, miniature planets hang above our bed, a slow meander of cookie-cutter stars, and inside this shrinking universe, the quiet creeps in between us, a third body, deep as the void in space. I guess I must turn back now to the invisible watchers, or else hold to the memory of tender visitations.
For the nurses. Thank you to the sleepless guardians who keep watch on my son in the night. These past few months living with my son’s cancer have had a profound impact on me. Now, whether at the hospital or at home, at night, I think of them.
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I randomly grabbed this book last night while straightening up my bedroom. When I opened it, I read and then reread and then read one more time this poem by Joy Harjo. I then sat, leaned back, and continued reading. Thank you for this book, @theferocity.bsky.social and @maggiesmithpoet.bsky.social 🙏🏻
24.01.2026 17:40 — 👍 88 🔁 12 💬 3 📌 2Hello, my first post! I'm the writer Richard Price, with poetry collections which include Lucky Day and Late Gifts, and the novella The Island, which will be reissued this year in April. I'm also writing a memoir of the British Library where I worked as a curator of contemporary British books.
22.01.2026 08:48 — 👍 121 🔁 13 💬 13 📌 3
Fox walking, wobbly ink, urban scene, expressive and urgent
Flapping pink dove, vibrant warm colours, very mixed media
Lemon lounge street furniture crunchy oil painting, my real things cones and signs and grey tarmac
Tiger of Regardless, very vivid colour, green and orange, bold and defiant, silly but authoritative
If you’re ever in the mood/circumstances for small real art that doesn’t take up much space but packs a wallop.
www.chloecumming.com
This is a Nature Documentary by S. Reeson as the mammals are blessed by the morning sunrise as it creeps quietly across a muddy estuary and we are living in a nature documentary and the consequence of effort should be progress but somehow we are stuck struggling muddy soles but a tiny imprint in the vastness of painful evolution there is a lesson to be learnt by everyone for whom there does not seem to them to be some progress to be made that your worship of the movements of the planets ought to matter that as the strip of daylight inhabited is obviously extending why can you not escape the relentless pull of other people’s pointless subtext why won’t our nature alter every broken self
Right. #PromptCombo #subtext @victoriaspires.bsky.social.
Does exactly what it says on the tin :D
