Kym Deyn

this was published in Butcher's Dog, then as part of my pamphlet for Nine Arches' Primers Scheme.

Lich-Wake For The Oldcroghan Man, Ireland, c. 300 BC Croghan still twists at night spends the hours trying to unclench a fist knuckles wound tight as corkscrews head / lost relic keeps reaching for an open seam let me tell you what he told me in the language of his apple-peel skin his bookend shoulders he’s not dead Old Croghan is here in his sphagnum bed and there in Dublin he wears the restless awake speaks the language of a horse’s whicker a soft belly of grain the sodden earth the night folding down from above the view of the stars from Brí Eile ask him through the glass was the sky always quiet for you did you find names for everything how did your voice sound they call him old but he was young yes he says your age

the bog-reddened torso of the oldcroghan man. veins still fresh in the skin patterns of his arms.

just reminding everyone that my reputation as a bog witch stems from when i met the oldcroghan man, went summarily mad, and the spagnum moss refused to let me go. this poem is from back in 2019-ish.

She is the thrice-changed. The mummified soft tissue and dissolved bones, the transformed into the spirit of place, the transmuted figure of fact to folklore.

Her wounds leak blood prayers to place, cry out to gods we shall never truly know the names of. She has crossed the mire’s cold threshold into a territory of low oxygen and high acidity. Her supplications answered with transformation. - Emily C. Banting

@tomsbrown.bsky.social She falls into her bog bed. Peat-pillowed. Moss-blanketed. Cradled by its brown waters. A protection of humic acids, tannins. Heather honey on the tongue of her bitter dreams.

YESSSS NATHANIEL !!!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉

moving into my late twenties having burned up all of my fucks, all of my damns, and all of my god damn fucking patience.

all poets are cool anti-establishment leftists, until they get a chance to lick a royal's arsehole 💀💀

One week left to get tickets! www.eventbrite.com/e/songwriter...

Because I'm a writer, people ask me if my wife is creative too, and I have to be like: absolutely, just not in a traditional way, uh, it's easier to show you...

Also the fact that, with lives being lived on the internet, there's this observable trace of your presence, and a fear of being cringe/perverted/perceived.

I'm millennial/X cusp, so this is just from observation.

I feel like it's an age/pandemic thing. Sex is often a big, scary, loaded concept for teenagers and young adults but I think it's been deeply exacerbated by young people's social lives moving to be online post 2020. Also, increasing conservative influence.

Dante Gabriel Rossetti’s pen and ink drawing of himself mourning his wombat, showing a man kneeling over the corpse of a rotund wombat, its toes turned up. They are in front of tomb bearing the date 6th November 1869, and a palm tree

It’s 6 November, and you know what that means, don’t you? YES, THAT’S RIGHT. It’s the 156th anniversary of the death of Dante Gabriel Rossetti’s pet wombat

#pikmin (2025) 🌼 🌱

Charles Ricketts (1866-1931), “Oedipus and the Sphinx” (1891).

a few lines of a manuscript of Oidheadh Con Culainn, describing the moment in which Lugaid beheads Cú Chulainn (who is already dead). towards the end of a line is a doodle of a person's face/head, a little bigger than the letters around it but not much. it might actually be standing in for the word 'face' or 'head' here, I'd have to check another MS to be sure

Yeah you know what, the description of Lugaid beheading Cú Chulainn was really missing hand-drawn emoticons, that's absolutely what we needed in this specific moment

His time approaches
#kaseyart #penandink

Photo of NBC’s exit poll data (from my work laptop, lol) showing Mamdani splitting the straight vote equally with Cuomo, but taking the LGBTQ+ vote by more than 5:1. Even though the LGBTQ+ slice is only 14% of the population, they were a LANDSLIDE in his favor.

This needs more attention: Zohran SPLIT the straights with Cuomo. ALL of his margin was from LGBTQ+ voters. Every Dem who ever said “we should abandon the transes” needs this shoved down their fucking throat with a ramrod.

Such a mystery, what MASS DISABLING EVENT could have happened after 2019 to cause this?

Untitled - Owl and Rabbit
Eddy Cobiness ~ Ojibwe
1981

wow you'd think this would have been bigger news huh weird that i keep getting told by the grownups that Labour under Starmer gets the roughest possible ride by our media

Using ai to put personal details in the scam emails, "you've done THIS and THIS and THIS," and honestly I was momentarily touched before I realized no human soul sent the email.

Writing can be a lonely pursuit. I hate that they're exploiting our very human vulnerabilities for minor gain.

It's so awful and pervasive - I had one emailing me about some poems I'd written about grieving a family member and it just feels so, so *icky*.

Ahah, whoops - that's partially my fault too, I could've googled. I'm not *quite* awake yet, despite the hour. Well, its another reason to pick up Yeats' plays, I've only read his poetry. 💚

Incredible! I've never heard of her work before and now I *have* to read it.

almost ten years ago this lady at brunch ordered a “piglio griglio” (pinot grigio) and ive been calling it that ever since

If anyone lost a bag of books from LRB Bookshop on the Metropolitan Line between Baker St- Watford, I handed it to a cleaner when the train terminated at Watford tube station. And if you have far more followers than me, please share this status. LRB bookshop is not cheap!

An illustration by Fritz Schwimbeck (1889-1972) which depicts a dark, arched stone hallway or corridor, rendered in a detailed, scratchy, black-and-white style. A hunched figure, holding a dagger-like object, is shown in silhouette, moving toward a brightly lit, open doorway at the end of the hall. The figure casts a large, distorted shadow on the wall to the right.

Goodnight. Sweet dreams.
🖼️ The Dream, Fritz Schwimbeck, 1909.

watercolor of a coho salmon wearing a witch hat flying on a broom

She's flying in a little late.......