Lawrence Moore

Looks pretty old-school and cool.

I believe this very much.

Cringe is a necessary step in any endeavor. The coolest thing is to do nothing and be nothing. Everything other than nothing is cringe, so embrace it and be cringe as fuck. #musing

You're welcome!
I think the site and the people are very nice here!
Still, sometimes it can be hard to gain traction.

@thepaulconnolly.bsky.social has some great literary starter packs (in the tabs below his bio). A lot of people mass follow folks on starter packs to connect to new people quickly.

Aw shucks, thanks Steve! 😀

A book to curl up with during the winter months. Beautiful poetry from a beautiful person. :)

My new novel A Greek Proposal
is just out. A gripping romantic suspense
set in remote Koroni, Messinia
on a lush plateau of olive groves.
Love, drama, 2 gorgeous suitors
wartime family mystery.
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Congratulations!

Thank you Marjory!

I'm very lucky to work with Jane 🙂

Yay, so excited, thank you Jane! ❤️

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Many thanks Paul! 😀

Birdsong (full poem) In moment of weakness, left prone to its lies, you merge with the darkness, assuming disguise, feel nothing unbroken, magnificence feigned, belligerent truth in the cruelties of rain, the dove's intimations, the nightingale's scorn when just beyond vision, your last muse is born. They come soaked in shyness through reticence, fear, bereft of direction, prechosen to steer, contentious...confusing... supposing...perhaps... (it's hard in the desert to turn on the taps). Two minds twist and tango with flitter and fray; soft background of birdsong cheeps 'Courage now, stay, fresh cogs and new levers spite cleaver, spurn claw, cruel storm oft-encountered shall bluster no more. Volcanoes and tremors of confidence killed, when shared with the right one denuded, bestilled. A risk must be taken, this safety zone fled; we can't sing forever alone in your head.'

Birdsong (full poem) In moment of weakness, left prone to its lies, you merge with the darkness, assuming disguise, feel nothing unbroken, magnificence feigned, belligerent truth in the cruelties of rain, the dove's intimations, the nightingale's scorn when just beyond vision, your last muse is born. They come soaked in shyness through reticence, fear, bereft of direction, prechosen to steer, contentious...confusing... supposing...perhaps... (it's hard in the desert to turn on the taps). Two minds twist and tango with flitter and fray; soft background of birdsong cheeps 'Courage now, stay, fresh cogs and new levers spite cleaver, spurn claw, cruel storm oft-encountered shall bluster no more. Volcanoes and tremors of confidence killed, when shared with the right one denuded, bestilled. A risk must be taken, this safety zone fled; we can't sing forever alone in your head.'

Birdsong (full poem) In moment of weakness, left prone to its lies, you merge with the darkness, assuming disguise, feel nothing unbroken, magnificence feigned, belligerent truth in the cruelties of rain, the dove's intimations, the nightingale's scorn when just beyond vision, your last muse is born. They come soaked in shyness through reticence, fear, bereft of direction, prechosen to steer, contentious...confusing... supposing...perhaps... (it's hard in the desert to turn on the taps). Two minds twist and tango with flitter and fray; soft background of birdsong cheeps 'Courage now, stay, fresh cogs and new levers spite cleaver, spurn claw, cruel storm oft-encountered shall bluster no more. Volcanoes and tremors of confidence killed, when shared with the right one denuded, bestilled. A risk must be taken, this safety zone fled; we can't sing forever alone in your head.'

And here's the text version of 'Birdsong', from my forthcoming collection This Joyful Interlude 🪶

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This Joyful Interlude should be available for Ebook pre-order next week, with a November release in all formats.

Here's a video of me performing 'Birdsong', a new poem which appears early on in the book 🪶

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I'm so lucky to work with Jane for a second time. As with The Breadcrumb Trail, it has been an absolute pleasure!

This Joyful Interlude overbrims with hopes, doubts, passing times and romantic longings.

It also features a forward by the brilliant @steverinod.bsky.social

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The front cover for This Joyful Interlude, the forthcoming full-length poetry collection by Lawrence Moore published by Jane's Studio Press. In this illustration by Jane Cornwell, rose gardens thrive over a graveyard monument.

I am very excited to announce that my second full-length poetry collection, This Joyful Interlude, will be published by @janes-studio.bsky.social and is coming out in just a few weeks!

Delve into this thread for more info (and new poetry 🙂)

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An older Black femme, laying in a hospital bed. She's smiling and holding a pink, lavender and yellow dragon stuffie.

Miss Major, one of the mothers of the trans liberation movement, has been in the hospital for 10 days with sepsis and a blood clot. She has looked out for us for generations, now it’s time to look out for her. Donate if you can: fundly.com/missmajor

So you want to support living marginalized banned authors but your local banned books week displays and events are full of famous dead people?

Not to worry: your helpful non-binary bookseller is here to help!

A thread!

Only In My Dreams Only In My Dreams - Kindle edition by Colclasure, Dawn. Download it once and read it on your Kindle device, PC, phones or tablets. Use features like bookmarks, note taking and highlighting while reading Only In My Dreams.

Love to read poetry? Check out the poetry book Only in My Dreams by Dawn Colclasure. "Step into the enchanting realm of 'Only In My Dreams,' a collection of 49 mesmerizing poems." Available as a print and ebook. www.amazon.com/Only-My-Drea... #books #dreams #poems #poetry

Eight pussycats, zero respect for kitchens.

Blue eyed Lupe and friends.

😸

A square white graphic. On the left is a stylized ink illustration of a kestrel falcon in black on white, without outline just the black marks on its wings and face, drawn from behind. His wings are partly open and his head is turned to the right. In his beak is an anemone poppy in red ink with a green stem. On the right is the title "Keep hope alive: a gaza giving circle" in ink-effect font. The text says "We are a team of volunteers in the US and UK helping our friends on the ground keep their families and neighbors alive with food, water, & shelter. We distribute your contributions equally every week for sustainable support." In the bottom right corner in green text is the link https://tinyurl.com/HopeGivingCircle.

24 hours left, please share—New day, new drive for the giving circle, partnered with six families & a displacement camp to support their survival—nothing less.

Most have been devastatingly displaced from their beloved city and URGENTLY need food, tents, blankets. 0/500 chuffed.org/project/hope...

I’ll be reading a favorite by Samih al-Qasim + a new work! Come join us!!

I'll be performing at this, looking forward to it ❤️

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Stunning!

Roots will give you route
Size 17 by 13 inch on paper
Medium oil
Original available.

Those colours are something else ❤️

moistened by mist
at the end of a silver trail
an elegant snail

#DailyHaikuPrompt
#Haiku #senryu #tanka

So beautiful ❤️

Very pretty, especially the bridge.

This cruel era Turned me like a river. Life was switched on me, flowed In a different riverbed, By another course, And I don’t know my own banks. O, how many shows I missed, While the curtain rose And fell without me. How many friends I never met once.

Anna Akhmatova, tr. Liza Tucker

I've created a start pack of Aus Poets I've found so far.

Please let me know if you'd like to be added or can suggest some poets
go.bsky.app/RoeuVZ6