A space, a moment in which we can safely trust — that may be the most useful and valuable gift we can give one another.

Wow! This calligraphy gives the poem a whole different life…! Thank you!

A classic already!

A poem that deepens with each reading, and each time haunts me differently…

My new poetry column is up, with a round-up of winter snow poems to consider - featuring poems by Louise Glück, Carl Phillips, @toddedillard.bsky.social, Alex Dimitrov, Emily Dickinson, Joy Harjo & other favorites. stratfordcrier.com/a-kind-of-sn...

Excellent! And thanks so much for including my poem in this roundup!

Thank you! Still so grateful to @davidnaimon.bsky.social for this convo, its swerves, its surprises…

Still feeling just as lost…And to think I once thought being lost was just a phase…ha!

For #smallpoemsunday and @tomsnarsky.bsky.social, I'm sharing this beauty 'Like So' from SCATTERED SNOWS, TO THE NORTH by @cphillipspoet.bsky.social. An exquisite collection 🤍 #poetrycommunity

Thank you so much for reading the poems!

This stunning poem which gives voice to the human spectrum through elements of the natural world 🤍 'Sunlight In Fog' from SCATTERED WINDS, TO THE NORTH by Carl Phillips. @fsgbooks.bsky.social An exquisite collection which I've been immersed in lately. #poetrycommunity #poetrycollections

I am proud of this book review in today;s NY Times: www.nytimes.com/2025/11/16/b...

Agreed, Kathy! A mesmerizing poem!

“Ellen taught me to take myself seriously and especially to take poetry seriously, not just the making of it, but how to think and speak about it.” @cphillipspoet.bsky.social remembers Ellen Bryant Voigt. yalereview.org/article/trib...

I love this

Ellen Bryant Voigt—poet and founder of the first low-residency MFA program—transformed American poetry and the way it’s taught. Catherine Barnett, @victoriachang.bsky.social, @cphillipspoet.bsky.social, and @meghanor.bsky.social pay tribute to a singular mentor. yalereview.org/article/trib...

Thank you so much!

A new poem in the new issue of Agni @agnimagazine.bsky.social 🫨

In a Field, at Sunset ~ Carl Phillips When he asked if I still loved him, I didn't answer. but of course, I loved him~

Carl Phillips 💙

Carl Phillips @cphillipspoet.bsky.social

The orchard was on fire, but that didn’t stop him from slowly walking straight into it, shirtless, you can see where the flames have foliaged—here, especially—his chest . . . from "Dirt Being Dirt" by Carl Phillips buff.ly/oWhB4p1

Charles Simic

September and Friday and nightfall.

Today’s poem is selected by Carl Phillips as part of the 20th anniversary of Read A Little Poetry. It is Linda Gregg's birthday today, September 9th. "Alma to Her Sister" appeared in Too Bright to See by Linda Gregg, published by Graywolf Press, 1981.

I look for omens everywhere, because they are everywhere to be found. They come to me like strays, like the damaged, something that could know better, and should, therefore-but does not: a form of faith, you've said. - Carl Philips #Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀

"We're individual in our tastes, ambitions, disappointments. We carry inside us our own wildernesses, as particular in their obsessions as they are various in their surprises. These differences give context to the points of likeness between us." - Carl Phillips on community, in My Trade is Mystery

Thx, I forgot to post this myself! From this month’s @austbookreview.bsky.social

I tend to be pretty quiet here, but here’s a new profile pic…

Well, thank you very much!

Beautiful indeed.

Aha! I believe I know the Carl and Doug it’s dedicated to! I was very sorry to have to part with so many beloved books when I retired, but I reminded myself that the passalong world is how new readers find us. Cheers! And here’s to seeing you again soon!

I’m glad you decided to give it another try! Thank you!

Carl Phillips

Thank you, Phillip!

Possibly my favorite summation of Pride

This poem by Carl Phillips. Like whoa.

“If we can make, from tenderness, a revolution—“ —Carl Phillips in THEN THE WAR 💙

Yep this is an astonishing poem!

“You: the dark that nothing, not even the light, displaces.” —Carl Phillips from “Then the War”

Sign up now for an online poetry short course! 🖊️ The four-week course is an opportunity to be tutored by PN Review editors John McAuliffe and Michael Schmidt. More information can be found on the Carcanet website: www.carcanet.co.uk/

I think I write not to understand struggle and to somehow by understanding it come to some sort of peace with it, but to understand just enough to know how much more there is, still, to be understood; not an end, then, to struggling, but a stepping more deeply into it. — @cphillipspoet.bsky.social

The Shrine of St. Joseph, Guardian and Redeemer | Megan Duffy | Frozen Sea - Issue Eight

'You can treat the past like a piece of fine glass to see yourself reflected in; or to see through.' A luminous book, delicate and thoughtful, with the quiet authority of experience. Carl Phillips, @cphillipspoet.bsky.social 'Scattered Snows, to the North', @carcanet.bsky.social .

A big congratulations to @cphillipspoet.bsky.social, who has been shortlisted for the 2025 Griffin Poetry Prize with the American edition of Scattered Snows, to the North! Well done Carl, and all the other shortlisted poets and publishers! 🎉 www.carcanet.co.uk/carl-phillip...

This collection by @cphillipspoet.bsky.social is rife with re-imagining of the American pastoral (& meanwhile turning the American lyric on its head). Thrilled to be a loyal follower of this man's bibliography, and to see what he does next. #booksky

We Love in the Only Ways We Can by Carl Phillips "write down something that doesn't have to matter, that still matters, to you." 🧵🔖 93

In "Scattered Snows, to the North," Carl Phillips explores the vulnerabilities of memory. Through fragmented images of winter and evocations of heartbreak, readers catch glimpses of windows into the speaker's past. But can we trust what we see, and what we remember?

😔 Remembering what Poetry Twitter used to be…A Kind of Meadow* *Hats off to Carl Phillips, best poetry tweeter there ever was.

Rubicon by @cphillipspoet.bsky.social 💫💫