New post on the Thistle Wren blog: AI Trigger Warning. #aidebate #poetryblogger #poetrybloggingnetwork #thistlewren thistlewren.blogspot.com/2026/01/ai-t...

The first poetry blog digest of 2026 with @lauragraceweldon.bsky.social @kristybowen.bsky.social @grimalkingerry.bsky.social @matthewepaul.bsky.social @kerstenak.bsky.social @shawnalemay.bsky.social @robmclennan.bsky.social @pearlpoet.bsky.social 1/3 www.vianegativa.us/2026/01/poet...

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I'm excited to share and be a part of the 2025 Helsinki Writers Group Anthology. Check it out. #helsinkiwritersgroup www.helsinkiwriters.com/anthology/?f...

Reading poetry to pigs, yellow stretchy man, the canon of spiteful literature, & other curiosities w/ @webbish6.bsky.social @lesleymwheeler.bsky.social @kristybowen.bsky.social @grimalkingerry.bsky.social @robinhoughton.bsky.social @rebeccaloudon.bsky.social 3/3 www.vianegativa.us/2025/08/poet...

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Thanks @davebonta.bsky.social for collecting these blogs and sharing them. Honoured to be a part of it.

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New post on my Thistle Wren blog: Midsummer. #thistlewren #poetryblogger #poetrybloggingnetwork thistlewren.blogspot.com/2025/06/mids...

Went onto the porch today to write - sometimes I write by peeling paint off my old picnic table. The sharpened blade of the scraper catching on any loose thoughts, revealing beneath the raw, true colours. Any unwanted thoughts are stripped away and blown off by the wind.

The task of silence, skies of spit & more w/ @thepoetslizard.bsky.social @lesleymwheeler.bsky.social @andotheritems.bsky.social @jillpearlman.bsky.social @kristybowen.bsky.social @grimalkingerry.bsky.social @roguestrands.bsky.social @timlovewriter.bsky.social 3/3 www.vianegativa.us/2025/06/poet...

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Poets in "the crosshairs of the present" @webbish6.bsky.social @thepoetslizard.bsky.social @kristybowen.bsky.social @grimalkingerry.bsky.social @oyoguhito.bsky.social @matriches.bsky.social www.vianegativa.us/2025/05/poet...

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#glopowrimo Last Day and I've managed to do all but one day. Feels like something I want to continue. Day 30 Bittersweet He's leaving and breathless she spins face up in the current of the room. Clothed in the synonyms for how she must feel, she has lost the original. Each night becomes a map.

Day 29 #glopowrimo zibladone I have not yet outgrown you I write you punk love notes in the margins scream and slash the paper I place my hope in pomegranate seeds but they are more bite than juice and bleed on the page

Day 28 #glopowrimo tell me every sorrow tell me about the hole in your fleece and your homework on birch trees. Then laugh how the teacher stood in the woods and just gazed up happily. The same trees are making me sneeze.

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Day 27 #glopowrimo A blessed day the exhausted field and I stop torn over by plough and the lack that I always carry with me still grateful for a milk-kissed morning the mist cooried down the wind is edible peat-infused and the hill low-ridged enough to dip a toe

Day 26 #glopowrimo - I do wonder who people will relate to Billie these days (it’s Holliday for me) in the unruly hour in the arms of night I am drowning in blues that ache of wanting and wanting more and that voice petal black is the rain  and Billie’s sadness she knew

Day 26 #glopowrimo grace is not required my midlife crisis needs a midwife as much as a birth to find a way through the cravings and softening skull a hand to hold when facing the feverish heights of hormones and the slow fall to decay aging is involuntary

Day 24 #glopowrimo I stalk the heron the bird is not an omen starving for my questions feeding on my promises but a reflection of what of who is hidden in the nettles and dried stalks

Day 23 #glopowrimo I missed yesterday but inspired by a Finnish song today joesta järveen Tuonelan Koivut, Kotiteollisuus I thought the song said love flowed from the river to the lake so finnish so enclosed far from the pull of the tide just a collection of emotions hemmed in but it was tears

Day 21 #glopowrimo the poetry of who I was the past filed away in boxes old photos with a gold wash friends and stories still kent over the decades faces I want to forget hard copies blurred and real can I edit them out

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Day 20 #glopowrimo - the format just does not work for this online. myself in the abstract the rain pelting down this is content I am torn from the page of the unmade bed this is arrival a husk of the moon longing

Day 19 #glopowrimo unstrung I string myself along vibrating synched to the wind high-strung gutted and burned dry and fall like a broken kite when did I stop talking when he stopped listening I’ve chosen to ignore the opinions of the wind

Day 18 #glopowrimo rugby in black and white bodies rumble into motion pitch churned to mud limb wrapping limb grip bind outstretched tensed vibrating with the soul of the push pounding in the blood

Day 17 #glopowrimo there’s no happiness in this no peace either yet I keep plunging myself deeper I confess I felt dead spiraling into silence into dust

Day 16 #glopowrimo When? Speculate to where I could be if I only spoke up. I am just holding on. Still holding back hesitate hes     i       tate. Never too late. Feel myself close off. Intimidate. Bite back. Permission granted.

Day 15 #glopowrimo slow motion summers where we were never pent up running to the gold overtones of eight tracks and polaroids we brought goldenrod, milkweed and violets to the table of gray alleyways and riversilt sneaker toes kicking the dirt

Day 14 #glopowrimo I build a cage of discipline woven with shoulds and musts to I trap myself inside I whittle away at time

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Day 13 #glopowrimo I’ve waited for the other shoe for the truth to be spit out knowing it would break open the foundations where I stood but I wanted to hear it dug for it in the muck that was shoveled high just to be free of its stench

‪Day 12 #glopowrimo there is no full retreat climb out of honesty and disconnect like an island I insist that the earth tilts in my favour for at least one day

‪Day 12 #glopowrimo there is no full retreat climb out of honesty and disconnect like an island I insist that the earth tilts in my favour for at least one day

Day 11 #glopowrimo i loved you in flannel before grunge bookending my school crushes from first grade to high school you sketched a perfect circle without me

Day 10 #glopowrimo this landscape is where I fall to my knees wishing for more the season as thin as a line drawing trailing the marks I leave behind

Day 9 #glopowrimo - snippet inspired by a typo on my son’s Shelley essay. Explode the Monstrous Peel back my skin and see how I’ve tied my sinews into knots over you. I’ve offered my eyes to the ravens and cast the bones, but I cannot give you flesh.

Day 8 #glopowrimo the darkness expands unpacking overheard whispers muffling me in a heavy blanket I carve out worm-space to shoulder myself free

Day 7 #glopowrimo hands dancing over desire lines  of whipcord flesh pickpocketing the mystery the awe of you

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Day 6 #glopowrimo inspired by www.napowrimo.net my children think I’m mocking them when I play his song think I don’t get it overplayed, it’s become cliched and I don’t not how they see it but I remember watermelon the sizzle, the splash too eager when it’s fresh but taste changes with age

Day 5 #glopowrimo I present as gifts the scratches of language the bookshop receipts  in suitcase pockets the curled milkweed pods and nettle stings on my wrist and ankle I never forget the orange glow of the city  and of the crackling aurora my compass the cold sea and humbling rain

Day 4 #glopowrimo beneath the barbed-wire taste  of a rust sunset I say goodbye dragging my heels

Day 3 #glopowrimo let myself drown in the salt and cold timing between us waves of decades and distance I am mortal and loved