30 years ago they were like we have to ban song lyrics for the children but it’s full steam ahead for the here’s how to do drugs until you die machine

“Chaos is how we know we're in love.” Truly an honor to have two short love poems in the new issue of The American Poetry Review. Here’s one —

Zelensky on Venezuela: “About Venezuela? How should I respond to that? Well, what can I say? If… If it is possible to act with dictators like this, it means the United States knows what to do next. Thank you” Omg I love it.

forget the long arc of history bending towards justice, I need the rube goldberg machine of inexorable consequence to endgame the kind of profoundly ironic yet blackly hilarious karmic downfall that would’ve had ancient greek theatergoers hollering at the chorus

“There’s a responsible way to use AI” “There’s a responsible way to pay more for electricity, poison Black people, and encourage teens to kill themselves”

I got my first journal acceptance on Christmas day last year. Since then, I've sent out roughly 110 submissions. ~25 are still pending, 10 have been accepted, and 73 have been rejected. Being an artist is actually wonderful, despite the mania of publishing.

I love a poem that ends perfectly. From Amanda Moore's book, Requeening: bookshop.org/a/862/9780063096288 #poetry #books #writing

Honestly I think often of this highlight from the Mary Ruefle collages and erasures exhibit at Poets House

"Here’s room for us here for now and now is enough let us fit our bodies together let us balance our weight against each other let us hold on even as the wind rises." ❤️

Folk Song Tomaž Šalamun translated by Charles Simic #smallpoemsunday #poetry

Just saw a Parkland survivor post about being on lock down at Brown University. We've failed generations of kids with our gun fetish

Alone with our madness and favorite flower We see that there really is nothing left to write about. Or rather, it is necessary to write about the same old things In the same way, repeating the same things over and over For love to continue and be gradually different. John Ashbery #poetry #writer

Indianapolis Star, November 22, 1918

A line of wet black birds on the power wire, coal drops, hunker elbow to elbow. I will gun it for the open drawbridge. There is a casket I need to go dancing on. The new $ feature is by @jlyocum.com! poetrycurrency.com/feature/j-l-...

One of the many reasons AI can't produce good writing is it can't hate its own writing. It can't think to itself "Maybe I'm illiterate" during the writing process. And that's essential

"So a poet, no matter what [their] subject may be, and no mater what the landscape, goes "beyond society." And so this is what happens at the moment of writing: the wave takes the shape of the fire. What is "out there" moves inside. The poet becomes threshold." -Larry Levis

merry christmas to me... almost two hundred dollars spent on only two phd apps :)))

it's a mistake to compare the cost of your newsletter or podcast to a cup of coffee. that cup of coffee is the best treat i'm allowed to have every single day. no podcast is comparable to the beverage that justifies staying alive. instead market your newsletter as two thirds of a sweetgreen salad

a crumb of energy to finish these finals, please

This is the hour of lead Remembered - if outlived - As freezing persons recollect the snow First chill - then stupor - then the letting go

This is the force of faith. Nobody gets / what they want. Never again are you the same. The longing / is to be pure. What you get is to be changed. —@joriegraham.bsky.social poets.org/poem/prayer

Happy 10-year anniversary of Whale Road Review! Thank you to all who have contributed and to the peer reviewers who have spent countless hours reading and shaping this journal with me. Here’s another fantastic winter issue that we’re excited to share! www.whaleroadreview.com/issue-41

This is my Christmas story. As long as the journal keeps it online, I'll post a link to it every December. It's short. It's political. It might break your heart. Enjoy! #writingcommunity #booksky 📚💙📚🖋️📚🖋️💙🖋️

Good morning to our newest cover: The Visible Field by Zoë Ryder White, design by Alban Fischer! 📚🎉 ✨ Preorder here: riverriverbooks.org/store/-Preor... @zoeryderwhite.bsky.social @alban-fischer.bsky.social

writing essays is weird because it is almost like an exercise in further convincing yourself that you are right about something... or surprisingly, horrifyingly wrong

I wrote an essay for @bostonreview.bsky.social about what I learned about close reading when I taught at West Virginia University www.bostonreview.net/articles/the...

Very grateful to have this poem land in the new issue of POETRY! It's a marvelous issue... 💜 Big thanks to editor Adrain Matejka, and the whole crew! 🙏

reading a very good poem leaves me feeling like there is an empty space at the back of my throat that can't be filled, that some worldly wind has chosen that poem, that moment, to pass through me. poet shit but the coolest feeling. must figure out how to create this at the close of my own poems.

Thanks to @aliciawright.bsky.social for all her hard work in getting this cluster together! What a joy to get to work with you! And thanks @franciscondine.bsky.social for all your editorial & technical work! The cluster looks beautiful! @atpost45.bsky.social post45.org/2025/11/c-d-...

Strange men who write bad poems Tell me I disrupt their wives Dorothea Lasky

you never responded please advise

Here's one of them...

you can almost hear the bugs crawling about the husk of her soul

slowly working my way through Larry Levis' The Afterlife

I do want this night to end. Bill Knott

when he goes down, and he will, there will be music in American streets. in so many languages. and we will disempower his enablers and his shadows, too

so if anyone wants to read about my time as a TFA corps member in the Delta, I have a CNF piece in the Rumpus about... everything, kind of

"the radical of poetry lies not in the resolution of doubts but in their proliferation" -cd wright

Pour one out for all the guys who can't talk to their girlfriends because ChatGPT is down

so if anyone wants to read about my time as a TFA corps member in the Delta, I have a CNF piece in the Rumpus about... everything, kind of

hello the first poem I took to my first workshop has been accepted into the afterlife. you can read it here www.thefourthriver.com/o16-poetry/2...

hello the first poem I took to my first workshop has been accepted into the afterlife. you can read it here www.thefourthriver.com/o16-poetry/2...

“Why be ashamed of reusing your own phrases? Monet didn’t paint only one haystack.” -- Monica Youn

I'm in a climate literature and film class where we've discussed at length the LITERAL POISON that AI usage is responsible for. And the professor's assignment prompts are written by AI. What the fuck are we doing?

man

it's my birthday so all journals have to publish me that's the rule