Jarrett

Ermmmmm we aren't saying @darkwebtofu.bsky.social 's "Gratitude List" will fix your life, but we aren't saying it won't....

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From @patrycjasara.bsky.social’s We Contain Landscapes, Day 3 of my Sealey Challenge

Thank you!

Kenzie Allen

I'm truly honored-and shocked— to learn that my manuscript was one of two honorable mentions for the VU Literary Prize! Huge congratulations to Melissa Range, and the other finalists!

You gave me grief, and how to grieve.

-Rebecca Lindenberg, from Love, An Index

Sonnet In the dark room a reliable ocean sounds mix on YouTube replaces day and night with barely -perceptible differences in volume between high and low tide. No birds ever seem to get near the mic, which is like a miracle if the kind of miracle you’re into doesn't have birds in it. In the reliable ocean sounds mix on You Tube’s comments section, there's one guy with no likes or replies saying “Thank you, this video helps my son fall asleep, nothing else has worked as well as this video.”

today is the release day for A Letter From The Mountain & Other Poems (@animalheartpress.bsky.social)!! here is a poem from the book I’m particularly fond of—many, many thanks to all the folks who have preordered a copy already, it means the world to me & I’m so grateful for your kind support :’)

A Mantra:

Spending money on books doesn’t count

Spending money on books doesn’t count

Spending money on books doesn’t count

… Is it enough
That the dish of milk is set out at night,
That we think of him sometimes,
Sometimes and always, with mixed feelings?

—John Ashbery, from “At North Farm”

One of my favorite “why does this poem make me feel so much?” Poems

Before you go for Andrea Gibson when the famous poet dies— the one who sheltered death from slander and promised us it was no act of leaving— you try to follow their lead and plead to the sun I want to be somebody’s favorite hiding place. it hurts to become something new before we go [satellite, volcano, open door] and you aren’t ready yet: you still think you can write to survive your heartbeat [like our vessels will outlast us] but they were always spilling love like it would never run out and maybe a life doesn’t need any longer than that.

"Before you go"

for Andrea Gibson

Thank you Susan!

Thank you so much for reading—and for sharing!! So sorry I missed this

~ Jarrett Moseley
I Woke Up Eating Donuts In The Rain
—Sometimes
you don't want to dream.
Sometimes you don't want to think about death or loneliness

Thank you for reading!

Wow. I read the #poetry of #JarrettMoseley today on
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The Launch of AGNI 101 Readings by Kazim Ali, Debra Nystrom, Rosebud Ben-Oni, & Xueyi Zhou. Musical performance by Mule on Fire's Matt Yurdana & George Estreich.

There's still time to register for the virtual launch of AGNI 101! We hope you'll join us tomorrow at 7pm EDT to celebrate the arrival of our latest issue!

Tell me.
Who was I when I used to call your name?

-Marie Howe, “Prayer”

My poem “Driving Through Niles” from the October issue of wildness

When you write one new poem

Live Briefing: Top Hezbollah spokesman killed; Israeli attack kills 70 in north Gaza, official says Mohammad Afif was killed in an Israeli airstrike on Ras al-Nabaa, a heavily populated part of central Beirut, Hezbollah-aligned media said.

Israel killed another 70 people in north Gaza today. www.washingtonpost.com/world/2024/1...

Thank you!

Reddish orange background with white text workshops for Gaza cascading down the square

We are a group of autonomous writers, artists, educators and translators coming together to offer online courses and workshops to raise money for people in Gaza 🥀🥀🥀

Megan Fernandes

“I fly to the future / to retrieve my demolished present / as a legible past”

Fast Joudah, from […]

wrote this a long time ago, been thinking about it lately 🫠

The wine opener was a silver person who could raise her arms in despair.

ARTIFACT AVE When you see my death, will you tell me? Hold the envelope up to the light? Middle school, beautiful anger, tiny wind in the mouth of a rabbit. Three vultures on the roof one with a foot in the chimney. The ash of little answers I brush out in the spring like your hair

happy #smallpoemsunday! 💜

feel free to participate by posting small poems you wrote, +/or small poems you love by somebody else :)

bonus points today for poems w/a loose theme around *images*!!

here’s a snippet by Margaret Ross, from her great book Saturday, & one by me @onlypoemsmag.bsky.social~

A very small poem I wrote about grief, published a year ago in @soflopojo.bsky.social

Dear poets: instead of directing more traffic to the ragebait gen AI study on that AI website please just go follow @workshops4gaza.bsky.social to donate, learn stuff, buy books, etc.