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neurodivergent πŸ³οΈβ€πŸŒˆ automatic poems and drawings from the swamp queer love means fuck faΒ£i$m and free πŸ‡΅πŸ‡Έ dm for tarot readings πŸ™ JESUS IS LOVE /\ πŸ”žNSFWπŸ”ž /\/\

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HOW TO GET TESTED AT BΓ€RD BOOKS MAKE POETRY WEIRD AGAIN Β· Episode

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12.08.2025 11:20 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0
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MAKE POETRY WEIRD AGAIN Podcast Β· Nols Nathankski Β· A poetry experiment from Nols Nathankski for weirdos that love words.

made a gay little podcast - if you wanna be on it email me

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01.08.2025 14:57 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

lol my picture was stolen from a group show and now they organisers are ghosting me

29.07.2025 18:38 β€” πŸ‘ 0    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0
front cover of the book 7 deadly sins 

KATHY ACKER
LESLIE DICK
ZOE PAIRBAIRNS
ALISON FELL
SARA MATTLAND
AGNES OWENS
MICHELE ROBERTS
"Seven fine writers, seven vices probed to the quick. Splendid."
Angela Carter

front cover of the book 7 deadly sins KATHY ACKER LESLIE DICK ZOE PAIRBAIRNS ALISON FELL SARA MATTLAND AGNES OWENS MICHELE ROBERTS "Seven fine writers, seven vices probed to the quick. Splendid." Angela Carter

todays chazza bookshop find so sexy

26.07.2025 16:16 β€” πŸ‘ 2    πŸ” 1    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

really looking forward to tony in conversation at bΓ‘rd books in august.

26.07.2025 16:13 β€” πŸ‘ 0    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

Why would anyone want to read a book nobody wanted to write?

25.07.2025 18:02 β€” πŸ‘ 25    πŸ” 3    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

i mean i hate the late capitalism as much as the next queer but having a poetry book arrive thousands of miles into your little london post box in 4 days is wild. thank you @asterismbooks.bsky.social πŸ«΄βœ¨πŸ¦‹

25.07.2025 10:17 β€” πŸ‘ 3    πŸ” 1    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

Orbit open mic blew open my
soul windows last night. Felt like weeping with joy this morning 🫰

25.07.2025 07:09 β€” πŸ‘ 0    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0
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Linda DiLeva #folkart

22.05.2025 12:15 β€” πŸ‘ 77    πŸ” 8    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0
Intro image for "I’m not a religious person but" by Chen Chen

Intro image for "I’m not a religious person but" by Chen Chen

full text of "I’m not a religious person but" by Chen Chen

full text of "I’m not a religious person but" by Chen Chen

"God sent an angel. One of his least qualified, though."

Quite a stretch of poems for #PoemADayJuly β€” and today's is no different, with "I’m not a religious person but" by Chen Chen

A poem is a conversation between the text and the reader.

Let's listen.

@thevogelman.bsky.social @heymrsbond.com

24.07.2025 13:32 β€” πŸ‘ 25    πŸ” 6    πŸ’¬ 3    πŸ“Œ 3

people need to stop writing books about my life innit

24.07.2025 12:15 β€” πŸ‘ 0    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0
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Linda Gregg

23.07.2025 04:20 β€” πŸ‘ 43    πŸ” 17    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0
HOW WE ARE SPARED

At midsummer before dawn an orange light returns
    to the mountains
Like a great weight and the small birds cry out
And bear it up

HOW WE ARE SPARED At midsummer before dawn an orange light returns to the mountains Like a great weight and the small birds cry out And bear it up

.
From 'Poetry' magazine (1967)
β€”W.S. Merwin

#poetry #poem #booksky

22.07.2025 21:16 β€” πŸ‘ 17    πŸ” 5    πŸ’¬ 2    πŸ“Œ 0

We should have listened when the modems screamed at us.

22.07.2025 14:30 β€” πŸ‘ 11401    πŸ” 2552    πŸ’¬ 120    πŸ“Œ 92
this is loneliness


Since I could remember water
I’ve had a fear of a shark attacking me
One fear is the shark eats everything
Contained in my pants
And becomes either too full
Or sickened to finish
And I must drag myself
Like a red marker
To a teenage lifeguard
The other fear is I am consumed
Like the head of a corndog
And am forced to discover
There is air inside a shark to live
As a teenager the superpower
I always wanted was teleportation
It seemed to me the ability to teleport
Meant I would never
Have to be alone with my thoughts
This is loneliness my elevator
Carries me 444 years below the ice
I teleport to where
I can meet any celebrity I want
They all hate me

this is loneliness Since I could remember water I’ve had a fear of a shark attacking me One fear is the shark eats everything Contained in my pants And becomes either too full Or sickened to finish And I must drag myself Like a red marker To a teenage lifeguard The other fear is I am consumed Like the head of a corndog And am forced to discover There is air inside a shark to live As a teenager the superpower I always wanted was teleportation It seemed to me the ability to teleport Meant I would never Have to be alone with my thoughts This is loneliness my elevator Carries me 444 years below the ice I teleport to where I can meet any celebrity I want They all hate me

There is air inside a shark to live

Kiik Araki-Kawaguchi (@pizamapress.bsky.social)

20.07.2025 21:39 β€” πŸ‘ 31    πŸ” 6    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0

not me spending $20 on UPS because of this description 🀭 also the @tomsnarsky.bsky.social post sealed the deal.

21.07.2025 09:16 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0

can confirm the new lorde record is a good soundtrack to a visit to the clap clinic

21.07.2025 06:52 β€” πŸ‘ 0    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

the salma amrou poem β€œfull
moon on suicide watch” in @rattlepoetry.bsky.social today shook me to my core - 🀯

20.07.2025 11:10 β€” πŸ‘ 0    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

got taken by a cutie to Adam & Yves @barbican.bsky.social and can confirm queer frivolity ensued

i needed more gay porn growing up

15.07.2025 12:26 β€” πŸ‘ 0    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0
Last will and

If I die in sleep it will be in a convulsion whose "terror"
and "beauty" proved irresistible at last. I rise, the
quivering bud afraid to blossom.
It comes out of dreams where music,
color and objects interchange
but for their continual flame. It is within this flame-
flower I am drawn up sweating half awake and
horizontal. Spine arches in short
spasms. I see nothing above.
Darkness everywhere or are my eyes gone out.
Before now: I gave in to life and awoke
trembling β€” a coward.
But every time more rigid,
every time more pull, I
hurt with desire to
explode and vow no more retreats.
God wants to fuck me too,
and death will be my final lover.
I give her all.

9/7/61
Dave this is all true
Recall N.Y.C. Xmas last, one night alone

Last will and If I die in sleep it will be in a convulsion whose "terror" and "beauty" proved irresistible at last. I rise, the quivering bud afraid to blossom. It comes out of dreams where music, color and objects interchange but for their continual flame. It is within this flame- flower I am drawn up sweating half awake and horizontal. Spine arches in short spasms. I see nothing above. Darkness everywhere or are my eyes gone out. Before now: I gave in to life and awoke trembling β€” a coward. But every time more rigid, every time more pull, I hurt with desire to explode and vow no more retreats. God wants to fuck me too, and death will be my final lover. I give her all. 9/7/61 Dave this is all true Recall N.Y.C. Xmas last, one night alone

Alden Van Buskirk

12.07.2025 04:37 β€” πŸ‘ 15    πŸ” 2    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0

πŸ«΄πŸ’¦πŸ’¦πŸ’¦πŸ’¦πŸ’¦

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Old Mother Aron Dahl Β· Loosening Orion's Belt Β· Song Β· 2018

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12.07.2025 08:18 β€” πŸ‘ 0    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

got rejected by Propel Magazine but did a get a facial this morning so the universe do be like that

12.07.2025 07:22 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

things i’ve been called recently - selfish, indulgent, cute, an empathetic soul, emotionally immature, daddy, mate, bro, sir.

11.07.2025 09:47 β€” πŸ‘ 0    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0
i wanted to tell my mum 
if i’m not a poet i will hang myself!
but instead she gave me a couple of grand! πŸ™

parents - some buy us to see if we will forgive them/🀭
pocket money to keep us there
i guess /🫴✨
poets need to be spoon fed - πŸ˜‹
silver / gold / plastic / bent. 
where are the mothers of the lost/kids under bridges 
do their spirits keep them in cardboard-soggy sleeping-bag-caresses 
sucking green glass teats 6-4-Β£5πŸ€ͺ
smoking to the butt - formula from a fostered bottle
survival served in pyjamas they had no right to choose 
what can you become / when no one gets to name you
why isn’t it the first thing we make 
(for ourselves)
there would be a lot more kids called BLUEY! 
i’m here for it 😎
but no kids for me pweeze
i still weep for the 🐈 
β€œnols is dissapointed easily, most jobs  eagerly started are left unfinished.”
ain’t that what most parents pray for?
the hoping, the going first / the never knowing 
we put everything we love in boxes in the end

i wanted to tell my mum if i’m not a poet i will hang myself! but instead she gave me a couple of grand! πŸ™ parents - some buy us to see if we will forgive them/🀭 pocket money to keep us there i guess /🫴✨ poets need to be spoon fed - πŸ˜‹ silver / gold / plastic / bent. where are the mothers of the lost/kids under bridges do their spirits keep them in cardboard-soggy sleeping-bag-caresses sucking green glass teats 6-4-Β£5πŸ€ͺ smoking to the butt - formula from a fostered bottle survival served in pyjamas they had no right to choose what can you become / when no one gets to name you why isn’t it the first thing we make (for ourselves) there would be a lot more kids called BLUEY! i’m here for it 😎 but no kids for me pweeze i still weep for the 🐈 β€œnols is dissapointed easily, most jobs eagerly started are left unfinished.” ain’t that what most parents pray for? the hoping, the going first / the never knowing we put everything we love in boxes in the end

i spent Β£500 on a poetry course πŸ˜‰

09.05.2025 22:34 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0
portrait of a sad clown 
inscribe pastels and a3 archival paper by nols nathankski

portrait of a sad clown inscribe pastels and a3 archival paper by nols nathankski

#queerart - let me go πŸ«΄πŸ˜”

14.04.2025 13:00 β€” πŸ‘ 2    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

3rd april - word zoo
6th april sweet sundays
8th april - verses
9th april - free mind
15th april - full moon drum circle wheatsheaf hall
16th April - Ava word poetry CLF art cafe peckham

14.04.2025 12:59 β€” πŸ‘ 0    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

25th march - process poetry
26th march - Firepit poetry
27th march - poets together london cockney festival
29th march - open mic lgbt centre
1st april -Β hidden literature - grow hackney
2nd april - testing grounds

14.04.2025 12:59 β€” πŸ‘ 0    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0

Lent poetry performances
3rd March - Sweet sundays
5th March - testing grounds
9th March - The Jago solidarity open mic
12th march - morrocco bound books
15th march - words scarlets letters poetry
16th march - wordspacepoems workshop
19th march - Yer Bard
20th march - verbal discharge

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