Thank you so much for saying so!
I was deeply moved by @cphillipspoet.bsky.social's essay in The Yale Review about how one’s poems often know and reveal things to and about us before we know or are ready to confront them. yalereview.org/article/carl...
Carl Phillips: “My First Book Outed Me”
While writing my debut collection of poems, I discovered both my queerness and my calling as a poet.
yalereview.org
January 30, 2026 at 5:08 PM
Thank you so much for saying so!
Thank you so much for reading!
January 30, 2026 at 5:08 PM
Thank you so much for reading!
Thx so much to Maggie Millner and everyone at @yalereview.bsky.social !
For Carl Phillips, writing poems began as an act of necessity—as a way to stay alive. In TYR today, Phillips looks back at his debut collection. yalereview.org/article/carl...
Carl Phillips: “My First Book Outed Me”
While writing my debut collection of poems, I discovered both my queerness and my calling as a poet.
yalereview.org
January 26, 2026 at 6:09 PM
Thx so much to Maggie Millner and everyone at @yalereview.bsky.social !
🌈
For Carl Phillips, writing poems began as an act of necessity—as a way to stay alive. In TYR today, Phillips looks back at his debut collection. yalereview.org/article/carl...
Carl Phillips: “My First Book Outed Me”
While writing my debut collection of poems, I discovered both my queerness and my calling as a poet.
yalereview.org
January 26, 2026 at 6:07 PM
🌈
It’s very cold here, but I’m blushing…
A flawless poem by poet Carl Phillips @cphillipspoet.bsky.social
The Blue Door
How easily, tonight, the sea's motion makes it
almost forgettable that the stars reflected there have their own motion.
The Blue Door
How easily, tonight, the sea's motion makes it
almost forgettable that the stars reflected there have their own motion.
January 24, 2026 at 4:07 PM
It’s very cold here, but I’m blushing…
Wild…
My explanation of a Carl Phillips poem. I await my teaching award.
January 16, 2026 at 12:44 AM
Wild…
Well that’s a very kind thing to say — thank you!
January 15, 2026 at 12:38 AM
Well that’s a very kind thing to say — thank you!
Reposted by Carl Phillips
Here,
where his body lay, gather up all
the broken-stemmed flowers;
photograph the water, that in
the wind repeatedly makes for shore
and misses—
~from "The Glade"
by Carl Phillips
AGNI 33
where his body lay, gather up all
the broken-stemmed flowers;
photograph the water, that in
the wind repeatedly makes for shore
and misses—
~from "The Glade"
by Carl Phillips
AGNI 33
The Glade
Here, complete with half-swallowed cry of small game rising, stirring the light, is that ease with which a legend goes languorously down on itself, slow-dying; this is the air left behind, thick with…
buff.ly
January 13, 2026 at 8:03 PM
Here,
where his body lay, gather up all
the broken-stemmed flowers;
photograph the water, that in
the wind repeatedly makes for shore
and misses—
~from "The Glade"
by Carl Phillips
AGNI 33
where his body lay, gather up all
the broken-stemmed flowers;
photograph the water, that in
the wind repeatedly makes for shore
and misses—
~from "The Glade"
by Carl Phillips
AGNI 33
“Making safety in the moment.” Linda Gregg
January 11, 2026 at 1:33 AM
“Making safety in the moment.” Linda Gregg
My only syllabic poem! Written when I had my students write a syllabic poem for a prosody class! (And then I dismantled it, years later, and saved only one line, which appears in a different poem…) #revision
January 7, 2026 at 12:37 AM
My only syllabic poem! Written when I had my students write a syllabic poem for a prosody class! (And then I dismantled it, years later, and saved only one line, which appears in a different poem…) #revision
“ — Why not move like light, reflected, across the snow?”
January 1, 2026 at 10:27 PM
“ — Why not move like light, reflected, across the snow?”
Thank you! From my very first book - In the Blood - (being reissued this March)!
A beautiful, gorgeous poem by one of my favorite living poets, Carl Phillips
@cphillipspoet.bsky.social
Blue
This is the black, shot with blue, of my dark daddy's knuckles, that do not change, ever.
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Blue
This is the black, shot with blue, of my dark daddy's knuckles, that do not change, ever.
December 31, 2025 at 3:58 PM
Thank you! From my very first book - In the Blood - (being reissued this March)!
Thank you! And a poem or two daily seems a perfect way to read a book of poetry! Happy new year…
@cphillipspoet.bsky.social I'm really enjoying Scattered Snows, to the North. i read a poem or two daily and mull over a line or an image.
December 31, 2025 at 1:41 PM
Thank you! And a poem or two daily seems a perfect way to read a book of poetry! Happy new year…
Reposted by Carl Phillips
“Even the air will have to pretend.”
- Prince of Fire/Prince by Jane Mead
www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazi... @poetryfoundation.bsky.social
#TodaysPoem #SundaySentence
- Prince of Fire/Prince by Jane Mead
www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazi... @poetryfoundation.bsky.social
#TodaysPoem #SundaySentence
December 28, 2025 at 7:21 PM
“Even the air will have to pretend.”
- Prince of Fire/Prince by Jane Mead
www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazi... @poetryfoundation.bsky.social
#TodaysPoem #SundaySentence
- Prince of Fire/Prince by Jane Mead
www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazi... @poetryfoundation.bsky.social
#TodaysPoem #SundaySentence
Finding myself included in the Heated Rivalry mix, thx to syntax, wasn’t anywhere on my end-of-2025 bingo card, but I’m absolutely here for it…
December 28, 2025 at 11:06 PM
Finding myself included in the Heated Rivalry mix, thx to syntax, wasn’t anywhere on my end-of-2025 bingo card, but I’m absolutely here for it…
A space, a moment in which we can safely trust — that may be the most useful and valuable gift we can give one another.
December 25, 2025 at 1:22 PM
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!
December 22, 2025 at 12:43 AM
Wow! This calligraphy gives the poem a whole different life…! Thank you!
A classic already!
December 21, 2025 at 2:39 AM
A classic already!
A poem that deepens with each reading, and each time haunts me differently…
An old chestnut, on this, the darkest evening of the year.
December 21, 2025 at 1:25 AM
A poem that deepens with each reading, and each time haunts me differently…
Reposted by Carl Phillips
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...
stratfordcrier.com/a-kind-of-sn...
a little girl is shoveling snow with a shovel and a bag .
Alt: a little child is shoveling snow with a shovel and falls over, only to be righted by their parent.
media.tenor.com
December 15, 2025 at 12:56 PM
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...
stratfordcrier.com/a-kind-of-sn...
Excellent! And thanks so much for including my poem in this roundup!
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...
stratfordcrier.com/a-kind-of-sn...
a little girl is shoveling snow with a shovel and a bag .
Alt: a little child is shoveling snow with a shovel and falls over, only to be righted by their parent.
media.tenor.com
December 15, 2025 at 3:33 PM
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…
started listening to @davidnaimon.bskytinhouse's conversation with Carl Phillips tonight, just as I am working on my own collection of winter poems& it couldn't be more timely or inspiring. thanks as always, David. your podcast is my craft university.
tinhouse.com/podcast/carl...
tinhouse.com/podcast/carl...
Carl Phillips : Scattered Snows, to the North - Tin House
Today’s guest is one of the most singular and celebrated Anglophone poets writing today, Carl Phillips. We center his latest collection, Scattered Snows, to the North, his first since winning the 2023...
tinhouse.com
December 13, 2025 at 11:32 AM
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!
December 10, 2025 at 1:44 AM
Still feeling just as lost…And to think I once thought being lost was just a phase…ha!
Reposted by Carl Phillips
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
#poetrycommunity
December 1, 2025 at 1:51 AM
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
#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
'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
November 28, 2025 at 1:49 PM
Thank you so much for reading the poems!