Jack Bedell

Extraordinary new work from Joan Naviyuk Kane. I always learn something from her poems, always. No matter how many times I read the lines. So dense, so intelligent, so kinetic.

Much love, Pat. Thank you! 🙏🏻

Lake Catherine, Dusk The closer this sun gets             to the horizon line, the fasterthe lake flows east       &nb…

"Maybe it’s a trick
of light or perspective,
or the pull of night
with all its stillness
and heavy want. ..."

@jackbedell.bsky.social in @whaleroadreview.bsky.social www.whaleroadreview.com/bedell-3/

Thank you! 🙏🏻

the line breaks on this are as beautiful as the poem...

Lake Catherine, Dusk The closer this sun gets             to the horizon line, the fasterthe lake flows east       &nb…

Very grateful to have a poem in the new issue of @whaleroadreview.bsky.social! www.whaleroadreview.com/bedell-3/

@jackbedell.bsky.social

Super stoked to have a poem in this stellar issue! Thanks to everyone at @whaleroadreview.bsky.social, especially @katiemanningpoet.bsky.social for giving my poem a perfect home!

So stoked to share space with you again, Barlow! Much love, man!

Really looking forward to checking it out!

Same here! Wonderful to share that space with you.

Very stoked to have a poem in this issue. 🙏🏻👇🏻

Thank you for including me in the issue!

Absolutely!

Had a blast doing this! Really grateful I had the chance!

"As a child I’d stand for days at water’s edge casting and reeling."

Big love for this tiny gem by @jackbedell.bsky.social 💙💙💙

Thank you for checking this one out, Dan! 🙏🏻

*big thanks

JACK B BEDELL: Marsh I dig my heel into ground. and water fills the dent I make as soon as I pull my foot away. As a child I’d stand for days at water’s edge casting and reeling. All that ground’s gon…

Really grateful to have a new micro up at 50-Word stories today. Be thanks to everyone at the journal for giving my work a home! fiftywordstories.com/2026/02/18/j...

JACK B BEDELL: Marsh I dig my heel into ground. and water fills the dent I make as soon as I pull my foot away. As a child I’d stand for days at water’s edge casting and reeling. All that ground’s gon…

Loved this piece by
@jackbedell.bsky.social at 50-Word Stories today: fiftywordstories.com/2026/02/18/j...

Thank you, Pat! ❤️

Two Poems The Old Heads at Camp —after Joe Wilkins’ “Evening Elegy” I remember the old people marking time at camp, sitting around the table as if it would fly away if they ever stood up, as if the weave of the...

“At first, the kids
worried about him whenever
they heard him, but after
a few weeks the sound
became a Sinatra tune
lulling all of us …”

Memory, Sound Device + 1 by @jackbedell.bsky.social in HAWKEYE hawkeyemag.com/stories/bede...

Thank you! 🙏🏻

💫Gorgeous poems by @jackbedell.bsky.social

hawkeyemag.com/stories/bede...

Big thanks to everyone over at HAWKEYE for giving my poems a perfect home! 🙌🏻👇🏻 https://hawkeyemag.com/stories/bedell-two-poems/

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Today in Tokyo, my wife and I witnessed the infancy of Spring's rebirth & sat on a bench together, and I read her poetry ("Praxis" by @jackbedell.bsky.social & Satya Dash's "Almost an Aubade with Foliage and Light" from Issue 21, and Mary Oliver's "Wild Geese"). It was as perfect as it sounds.

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Thank you, Julian!

Cannot be more excited for Issue One to be out for everyone to read! Incredible, incredible work here from @mollyakin.bsky.social @jackbedell.bsky.social @amorak.bsky.social @djvorreyer.bsky.social & more!