Samuel Day Wharton

Samuel Day Wharton

@fakeourway.bsky.social

(re)lapsed poet / winemaker / jack of some trades mostly poetry / some wine stuff / a dog or two / hopefully not too much politics Sacramento CA

1,011 Followers 3,306 Following 2,383 Posts Joined Feb 2025
21 minutes ago

Thanks for responding! It's not a Google doc; it was created in Libre Office, then saved as docx? Maybe that's the difficulty? I can try again when I have access to MS Word...

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“Most of the Time, power has to do with dominance. But poetry is never about dominance. Poetry is powerful but it cannot even aspire to dominate anyone. It means making a connection. That’s what it means.”

-- June Jordan

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One of those famous Louise Glück poems on grief and loss that are 💔💔💔

Lost love

Something did change when my sister died
My mother's heart became
very cold, very rigid
like a tiny pendant of iron.

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What a perfect short poem.

From Andrea Cohen's book, Everything: bookshop.org/a/862/9781945588686

#poem #booksky #writing

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Hello @doorisajarmag.bsky.social ! I am attempting to upload a submission for you to read & your website is not letting me...I have run a virus scan & tried repasting into a new file a couple of times per your instructions, but it keeps saying .docx is an "unknown file type." Any suggestions?

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LORRIE MOORE

How to Become a Writer

First, try to be something, anything, else. A movie star / astronaut. A movie star/missionary. A movie star/kindergarten teacher. President of the World. Fail miserably. It is best if you fail at an early age — say, fourteen. Early, critical disillusionment is necessary so that at fifteen you can write long haiku sequences about thwarted desire. It is a pond, a cherry blossom, a wind brushing against sparrow wing leaving for mountain. Count the syllables.

Lorrie Moore

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1 day ago

Computer, please write an email explaining to my team why I had to walk into the ocean.

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🙌

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1 day ago

Maybe he should take a couple of years off to "navigate" the world on a minimum wage salary?

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1 day ago
Price Alert

Price increase

Your flight from (SFO) to (DEL) has
increased in price by $1,002 and is
now $2,117. Book now to lock in
this orice.

Glad I didn't wait til today to buy these tickets! 🤪

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2 days ago

Post your favorite "Lord of the Rings" character. Wrong answers only.

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2 days ago
YouTube
(I Can't Get No) Satisfaction YouTube video by Cat Power - Topic

This is probably my favorite cover ever
youtu.be/665GTEdfWLs

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YouTube
Johnny Cash - I See A Darkness. YouTube video by Aaron Escobar

youtu.be/JWnUItw1ElU

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YouTube
Phoebe Bridgers - Day After Tomorrow (Official Audio) YouTube video by Phoebe Bridgers

Yes! And: youtu.be/cdLdP2Xjd1Y

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2 days ago

what’s a vampire’s favorite plant?

suck-you-lents

sorry, good night 🧛‍♀️

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2 days ago

this is how i access bluesky

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Dang

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Ending this Monday with a win: got an acceptance for A Very Sacramento(™️) poem!

You'll have to wait until August to read it, though. Don't worry, I'll let y'all know...

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Provisions

What should we have taken
with us? We never could decide on that; or what to wear, or at what time of
year we should make this journey
so here we are, in thin
raincoats and rubber boots
on the disastrous ice, the wind rising,
nothing in our pockets
but a pencil stub, two oranges
four toronto streetcar tickets
and an elastic band, holding a bundle of small white filing-cards
printed with important facts.

Margaret Atwood

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Socialization #23: Family Art Museum Visit


Another pietà. A French queen. A Hollywood staple
by Annie Leibovitz. A princess in velvet adorned on a chaise.
A widow weeping. A glamorous starlet. Another queen.

In the art museum, a mind is an envelope.
Each painting falls in. A child is the image’s first
communicant. We read the captions to ourselves.

When men speak of the unborn angels,
I suspect an immaculate flesh bore them
privately. Everything private is mistaken for

preciousness. A hernia hidden beneath a corset.
All beings are bourne by a laboring body. Life is art’s
spite. The womb that gets used finds no respite.

Everything private is mistaken for // preciousness.

Alina Stefanescu @alinaetc.bsky.social

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✂️e(i 8: Collage is live!✂️

Our #spotlight is on evelyn bauer's @trve-evie.bsky.social untitled hybrid piece.

Check out their work at buff.ly/E6d26Y2!

Sourced from art, poetry, & public domain imagery in Issues 2, 3, 6, & 7: buff.ly/KYc0o5s.

#poetry #WritingCommunity #litmag #poetrycommunity

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REMEMBRANCE
We must answer each question 
with another question.

We must erase our first sorrow.

How shall we hope?
                We must hope.

Do you remember the prayer we said bent over, the giving of body to ground?

We must shape ourselves
first to shadow and then to infinite, the wait of such hunger in every cell.

No matter the hours.
I'll tell you everything. I'll tell you the silence.


Poem by Lauren Camp from her book, 100 
Hungers, Tupelo press, 2016

from Remembrance
by Lauren Camp
#smallpoemsunday @tomsnarsky.bsky.social
#poetry

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3 days ago
Screenshot from NY Mag feature on how much people make in NYC: "Bronx Day-Care Worker

$31,000

$16,600 from day-care profits

$14,400 from trainings and consulting

Last year, I lost a lot of kids. I live in the Bronx, and a bunch of families in my neighborhood lost their child-care vouchers. We're talking about people who make as much as I do; most of the moms I work with are home health aides. They can't afford full-time child care. If I have 16 kids, I can pay myself for 40 hours of work. But last year, I didn't, and obviously I'm still doing the same amount of work. I've been running the day care out of my home for more than seven years. It's a profession I entered out of necessity and have stayed in out of passion. I pay for everything - food, cleaning supplies, toys - and we have to meet the same requirements as a large company in terms of paying for liability insurance, which can feel pointless in this industry. I mean, if something happens to one of my children, I lose my license. End of story." Screenshot from NY Mag feature about how much people make in NYC: "Consultant

$17,000,000

$9.5 million from consulting fees

$7.5 million in stock in companies that went public

The big-picture way that I make my money is consulting; that work covers my day-to-day.

Separate from that, I had stock in a couple of companies that went public. Because I made money later in life, my tastes and needs are a lot simpler. I don't spend money on things like having multiple homes, or flying private, or watches, or boats. I make enough money that I do what I want and I don't think about it. I also don't believe in leaving my kids a crazy amount of money because everyone I know who has that is fucked up, so why would I do that to them?"

When people in the future ask what America was show them this

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I can’t / honestly claim I’d do things differently

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This “accent” that I can’t lose & they can’t place — Split Lip Magazine most times, people can hear the twang before I do, this southern relic on my tongue they

"and
an inkling fidgets inside me, so I
smile, lean into unspoken knowing’s incline
that people miss, overlook"

#TodaysPoem #poetry
This “accent” that I can’t lose & they can’t place by Tara Betts (2026 @splitlipthemag.bsky.social) splitlipthemag.com/poetry/0226/...

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No, you. But it's so good. No, it's yours.

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1 week ago
MORNING LOVE POEM
Dreamt last night I fed you, unknowingly, something you were allergic to.
And you were gone, like that.
You don't have even a single allergy, but still. The dream cracked. Cars nose-dived
off snow banks into side streets. Sometimes dreams slip poison, make the living
dead then alive again, twirling in an unfamiliar room.
It's hard to say I need you enough.
Today I did. Walked into your morning shower fully clothed. All the moments
we stop ourselves just because we might feel embarrassed or impractical, or get wet.

Poem for your Tuesday
~Tara Skurtu
Morning Love Poem 🤍
—It's hard to say I need you enough.
Today I did. Walked into your morning shower fully clothed. All the moments
we stop ourselves just because we might feel embarrassed or impractical, or get wet —

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🙌

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The first step to getting a real answer to "Computer, how do I experience joy?" is to not ask the computer.

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b) the wines they recommend are not likely to be the influencer-peddled mass market stuff the internet is filled with. Talk to a person, ffs! Learn something!

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