Andrew L. Roberts
@andrewlroberts.bsky.social
Human, by all accounts.
Poet and Author as well.
Poet and Author as well.
September brings my first hat trick in quite a while.
I will have a poem and a flash piece included in the Autumn issue of NewMyths Magazine and another poem in the Scott's Planet antholohology from B Cubed Press.
That feels good.
I will have a poem and a flash piece included in the Autumn issue of NewMyths Magazine and another poem in the Scott's Planet antholohology from B Cubed Press.
That feels good.
September 15, 2025 at 12:24 AM
September brings my first hat trick in quite a while.
I will have a poem and a flash piece included in the Autumn issue of NewMyths Magazine and another poem in the Scott's Planet antholohology from B Cubed Press.
That feels good.
I will have a poem and a flash piece included in the Autumn issue of NewMyths Magazine and another poem in the Scott's Planet antholohology from B Cubed Press.
That feels good.
Reposted by Andrew L. Roberts
Laurel Amberdine Obituary locusmag.com/2025/01...
Laurel Amberdine Obituary
Author and longtime Locus editor Laurel Amberdine died January 21, 2025 of cancer. Amberdine was a devout Catholic who grew up in the suburbs of Chicago and later lived in the Bay Area and Portland…
locusmag.com
January 22, 2025 at 12:10 AM
Laurel Amberdine Obituary locusmag.com/2025/01...
a fighter
spitting out poems
I'm the bare knuckle boxer
in the ring
lost
spitting out shattered teeth
too beat down to feel rage
with so much to say
but everything hurts
there is blood in my eyes
there is blood in my ears
everyone is shouting
my words gory pearls
on canvas
nothing is pretty.
spitting out poems
I'm the bare knuckle boxer
in the ring
lost
spitting out shattered teeth
too beat down to feel rage
with so much to say
but everything hurts
there is blood in my eyes
there is blood in my ears
everyone is shouting
my words gory pearls
on canvas
nothing is pretty.
November 14, 2024 at 5:01 PM
a fighter
spitting out poems
I'm the bare knuckle boxer
in the ring
lost
spitting out shattered teeth
too beat down to feel rage
with so much to say
but everything hurts
there is blood in my eyes
there is blood in my ears
everyone is shouting
my words gory pearls
on canvas
nothing is pretty.
spitting out poems
I'm the bare knuckle boxer
in the ring
lost
spitting out shattered teeth
too beat down to feel rage
with so much to say
but everything hurts
there is blood in my eyes
there is blood in my ears
everyone is shouting
my words gory pearls
on canvas
nothing is pretty.
Popping into Bluesky makes me feel a little like Waldo — the odd looking guy lost in that sea of people; invisible in spite of his outlandish appearance...
July 3, 2024 at 4:30 AM
Popping into Bluesky makes me feel a little like Waldo — the odd looking guy lost in that sea of people; invisible in spite of his outlandish appearance...
Reposted by Andrew L. Roberts
We're delighted to announce a new future for Ursula's home in Portland, Oregon. The Le Guin family will donate the house to Literary Arts as a site for the Ursula K. Le Guin Writers Residency. apnews.com/article/ursu...
Ursula K. Le Guin's home will become a writers residency
The former home of the late Ursula K. Le Guin is being readied to become a base for contemporary authors.
apnews.com
June 10, 2024 at 3:42 PM
We're delighted to announce a new future for Ursula's home in Portland, Oregon. The Le Guin family will donate the house to Literary Arts as a site for the Ursula K. Le Guin Writers Residency. apnews.com/article/ursu...
I was reminded yesterday by my older brother that when speaking with a Vietnam Vet, rather than thanking them for their service, what is more valuable is look them in the eye, saying "Welcome home" — the very words many have been denied for nearly 50 years — simple words with the power to heal.
May 28, 2024 at 9:13 PM
I was reminded yesterday by my older brother that when speaking with a Vietnam Vet, rather than thanking them for their service, what is more valuable is look them in the eye, saying "Welcome home" — the very words many have been denied for nearly 50 years — simple words with the power to heal.