MikeLindgren
@mikelindgren.bsky.social
editor @melvillehouse.bsky.social. Lap steel guitarist
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Harborcoat
My 2025 in Word, Image, and Sound
mikelindgren.substack.com
here is my year-end roundup
it is marvellous hard to have our affections at command
January 4, 2026 at 7:08 PM
it is marvellous hard to have our affections at command
this cold night will turn us all to fools and madmen
January 2, 2026 at 10:57 PM
this cold night will turn us all to fools and madmen
the hour is coming when the strongest will not be strong enough
January 2, 2026 at 3:13 AM
the hour is coming when the strongest will not be strong enough
I drank some mead, talked to some old friends, got home too late
January 1, 2026 at 7:23 PM
I drank some mead, talked to some old friends, got home too late
here is my year-end roundup
Harborcoat
My 2025 in Word, Image, and Sound
mikelindgren.substack.com
December 30, 2025 at 6:36 PM
here is my year-end roundup
“Ockham” prints, linocut and screenprint on paper
December 30, 2025 at 4:03 AM
“Ockham” prints, linocut and screenprint on paper
just drank a half-cup of coffee like some slavering drug addict
December 29, 2025 at 3:31 AM
just drank a half-cup of coffee like some slavering drug addict
those around him were immersed in the trivial cares of common life, moved only by common and mercenary motives. Alas! this is the discovery that every poet makes, and it is this which constitutes the tragedy of life for him
December 28, 2025 at 10:57 AM
those around him were immersed in the trivial cares of common life, moved only by common and mercenary motives. Alas! this is the discovery that every poet makes, and it is this which constitutes the tragedy of life for him
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hey buddy how’s your the holidays going? is it going jolly? is everything going very jolly for your big ass
December 23, 2025 at 8:33 AM
hey buddy how’s your the holidays going? is it going jolly? is everything going very jolly for your big ass
I am reading a book that is upsetting me in complicated and not entirely honorable ways
December 27, 2025 at 4:45 PM
I am reading a book that is upsetting me in complicated and not entirely honorable ways
Know thou this, that men are as the time is
December 27, 2025 at 6:20 AM
Know thou this, that men are as the time is
as to thought and its diseases, like the weather we must take it as it comes
December 24, 2025 at 3:15 AM
as to thought and its diseases, like the weather we must take it as it comes
Art Blakey understood the fuckin’ assignment
December 23, 2025 at 1:00 AM
Art Blakey understood the fuckin’ assignment
order reigned everywhere; no boisterousness, no unseemly merriment
December 22, 2025 at 6:33 PM
order reigned everywhere; no boisterousness, no unseemly merriment
a good project for an over-caffeinated Managing Editor is putting new strings on his guitars
December 21, 2025 at 6:31 PM
a good project for an over-caffeinated Managing Editor is putting new strings on his guitars
the Managing Editor has yet again had too much coffee amd is storming around his apartment cleaning and organizing things
December 21, 2025 at 6:21 PM
the Managing Editor has yet again had too much coffee amd is storming around his apartment cleaning and organizing things
Revisit’st now the glimpses of the Moon
December 21, 2025 at 12:13 AM
Revisit’st now the glimpses of the Moon
actively rooting for the two idiot hobbits that aren’t Frodo and Sam to die
December 20, 2025 at 8:41 PM
actively rooting for the two idiot hobbits that aren’t Frodo and Sam to die
the devils sit upon each other like toads
December 17, 2025 at 3:57 AM
the devils sit upon each other like toads
I don’t know but we shall be in Danger, by and by, after our Eyes are fully open’d to see our Errors, to go to contrary Extremes
December 17, 2025 at 3:55 AM
I don’t know but we shall be in Danger, by and by, after our Eyes are fully open’d to see our Errors, to go to contrary Extremes
count to ten and read until the lights begin to bleed
December 16, 2025 at 9:20 PM
count to ten and read until the lights begin to bleed
Love ruin’d me, and I am re-begot
of absence, darkness, death: things which are not
of absence, darkness, death: things which are not
December 16, 2025 at 4:30 AM
Love ruin’d me, and I am re-begot
of absence, darkness, death: things which are not
of absence, darkness, death: things which are not
I am always afraid of determining on the side of envy or cruelty, and that malevolence which delights in seeing others depressed
December 14, 2025 at 5:01 PM
I am always afraid of determining on the side of envy or cruelty, and that malevolence which delights in seeing others depressed
happy St Lucie’s Day to those who celebrate being “every dead thing”
www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/44122/...
www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/44122/...
A Nocturnal upon St. Lucy's Day
'Tis the year's midnight, and it is the day's, Lucy's, who scarce seven hours herself unmasks; The sun is spent, and now his flasks Send forth light squibs, no constant rays; The world's whole sap is ...
www.poetryfoundation.org
December 14, 2025 at 12:42 AM
happy St Lucie’s Day to those who celebrate being “every dead thing”
www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/44122/...
www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/44122/...