I am so proud to have two poems featured in the newest issue of the Floating Acorn Review! floatingacornreview.com/issue-four/
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October 21, 2025 at 4:27 PM
I am so proud to have two poems featured in the newest issue of the Floating Acorn Review! floatingacornreview.com/issue-four/
Was anyone else influenced to create a personal curriculum? How is it going?
September 23, 2025 at 12:37 AM
Was anyone else influenced to create a personal curriculum? How is it going?
August 12, 2025 at 4:56 PM
I read this poem at the beach yesterday and it has one of my favorite turns of the summer!
"Say yes to wanting to be this cat."
It just cracked something open in me.
Read the full poem here: writersalmanac.publicradio.org/index.php%3F...
👇 An invitation to try this turn for yourself.
"Say yes to wanting to be this cat."
It just cracked something open in me.
Read the full poem here: writersalmanac.publicradio.org/index.php%3F...
👇 An invitation to try this turn for yourself.
After Spending the Morning Baking Bread
by Jack Ridl
| The Writer's Almanac with Garrison Keillor
'After Spending the Morning Baking Bread' by Jack Ridl, and the literary and historical notes for Sunday, November 2, 2014.
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August 7, 2025 at 9:02 PM
I read this poem at the beach yesterday and it has one of my favorite turns of the summer!
"Say yes to wanting to be this cat."
It just cracked something open in me.
Read the full poem here: writersalmanac.publicradio.org/index.php%3F...
👇 An invitation to try this turn for yourself.
"Say yes to wanting to be this cat."
It just cracked something open in me.
Read the full poem here: writersalmanac.publicradio.org/index.php%3F...
👇 An invitation to try this turn for yourself.
Reposted by Harvey Lee
It’s time: #PoemsAbout #StarCrossed 💔
Post your poem. Tag it + tag us:
@alanparry83.bsky.social
@brokenspinearts.bsky.social
Then Read. Repost. Reply to 3+ poets.
Let the lines ache. Let the silence answer.
Post your poem. Tag it + tag us:
@alanparry83.bsky.social
@brokenspinearts.bsky.social
Then Read. Repost. Reply to 3+ poets.
Let the lines ache. Let the silence answer.
August 1, 2025 at 7:00 AM
It’s time: #PoemsAbout #StarCrossed 💔
Post your poem. Tag it + tag us:
@alanparry83.bsky.social
@brokenspinearts.bsky.social
Then Read. Repost. Reply to 3+ poets.
Let the lines ache. Let the silence answer.
Post your poem. Tag it + tag us:
@alanparry83.bsky.social
@brokenspinearts.bsky.social
Then Read. Repost. Reply to 3+ poets.
Let the lines ache. Let the silence answer.
August 1, 2025 at 12:12 PM
Reposted by Harvey Lee
The life of a poet is weeping when Dorianne Laux says, “Nothing is gone forever,” and rising, empowered, when Lil’ Kim spits: “Rather count a million while you eat my pussy / push me to the limit, get my feelings in it / get me open while I’m cumming down your throat.” #poetlife #poetsofbluesky
July 30, 2025 at 12:01 PM
The life of a poet is weeping when Dorianne Laux says, “Nothing is gone forever,” and rising, empowered, when Lil’ Kim spits: “Rather count a million while you eat my pussy / push me to the limit, get my feelings in it / get me open while I’m cumming down your throat.” #poetlife #poetsofbluesky
The life of a poet is weeping when Dorianne Laux says, “Nothing is gone forever,” and rising, empowered, when Lil’ Kim spits: “Rather count a million while you eat my pussy / push me to the limit, get my feelings in it / get me open while I’m cumming down your throat.” #poetlife #poetsofbluesky
July 30, 2025 at 12:01 PM
The life of a poet is weeping when Dorianne Laux says, “Nothing is gone forever,” and rising, empowered, when Lil’ Kim spits: “Rather count a million while you eat my pussy / push me to the limit, get my feelings in it / get me open while I’m cumming down your throat.” #poetlife #poetsofbluesky
I was walking someplace new today when I was stunned by how the straight fence and path told the story of the Earth’s curvature in shadow.
There is a poem in this image. Maybe a dozen.
I would love to read yours.
#poetryprompt #poetrycommunity #poetry #writerslife
There is a poem in this image. Maybe a dozen.
I would love to read yours.
#poetryprompt #poetrycommunity #poetry #writerslife
July 29, 2025 at 1:10 PM
I was walking someplace new today when I was stunned by how the straight fence and path told the story of the Earth’s curvature in shadow.
There is a poem in this image. Maybe a dozen.
I would love to read yours.
#poetryprompt #poetrycommunity #poetry #writerslife
There is a poem in this image. Maybe a dozen.
I would love to read yours.
#poetryprompt #poetrycommunity #poetry #writerslife
Drafting on a Monday can feel like sowing seeds in the gravel. Still, the ritual matters. Keep showing up.
#writinglife #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity
#writinglife #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity
July 28, 2025 at 1:28 PM
Drafting on a Monday can feel like sowing seeds in the gravel. Still, the ritual matters. Keep showing up.
#writinglife #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity
#writinglife #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity
Reposted by Harvey Lee
This year has been transformative for my writing because I started a morning pages* routine.
Every morning (mostly), first thing, I try to fill a two-page spread in my notebook with whatever feels right. I’ve played around with constraints, but the only real rule is: I have to show up to the page.
Every morning (mostly), first thing, I try to fill a two-page spread in my notebook with whatever feels right. I’ve played around with constraints, but the only real rule is: I have to show up to the page.
July 27, 2025 at 5:55 PM
This year has been transformative for my writing because I started a morning pages* routine.
Every morning (mostly), first thing, I try to fill a two-page spread in my notebook with whatever feels right. I’ve played around with constraints, but the only real rule is: I have to show up to the page.
Every morning (mostly), first thing, I try to fill a two-page spread in my notebook with whatever feels right. I’ve played around with constraints, but the only real rule is: I have to show up to the page.
Reposted by Harvey Lee
Barbara Abercrombie wrote:
“We can get so into our own feelings that all we want to deal with are the high points, the arias…”
This morning I wrote an ode to the rest of the story. Here is my poem, dropped letters and all.
What are you working on today? #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity
“We can get so into our own feelings that all we want to deal with are the high points, the arias…”
This morning I wrote an ode to the rest of the story. Here is my poem, dropped letters and all.
What are you working on today? #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity
July 25, 2025 at 2:36 PM
Barbara Abercrombie wrote:
“We can get so into our own feelings that all we want to deal with are the high points, the arias…”
This morning I wrote an ode to the rest of the story. Here is my poem, dropped letters and all.
What are you working on today? #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity
“We can get so into our own feelings that all we want to deal with are the high points, the arias…”
This morning I wrote an ode to the rest of the story. Here is my poem, dropped letters and all.
What are you working on today? #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity
This year has been transformative for my writing because I started a morning pages* routine.
Every morning (mostly), first thing, I try to fill a two-page spread in my notebook with whatever feels right. I’ve played around with constraints, but the only real rule is: I have to show up to the page.
Every morning (mostly), first thing, I try to fill a two-page spread in my notebook with whatever feels right. I’ve played around with constraints, but the only real rule is: I have to show up to the page.
July 27, 2025 at 5:55 PM
This year has been transformative for my writing because I started a morning pages* routine.
Every morning (mostly), first thing, I try to fill a two-page spread in my notebook with whatever feels right. I’ve played around with constraints, but the only real rule is: I have to show up to the page.
Every morning (mostly), first thing, I try to fill a two-page spread in my notebook with whatever feels right. I’ve played around with constraints, but the only real rule is: I have to show up to the page.
Barbara Abercrombie wrote:
“We can get so into our own feelings that all we want to deal with are the high points, the arias…”
This morning I wrote an ode to the rest of the story. Here is my poem, dropped letters and all.
What are you working on today? #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity
“We can get so into our own feelings that all we want to deal with are the high points, the arias…”
This morning I wrote an ode to the rest of the story. Here is my poem, dropped letters and all.
What are you working on today? #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity
July 25, 2025 at 2:36 PM
Barbara Abercrombie wrote:
“We can get so into our own feelings that all we want to deal with are the high points, the arias…”
This morning I wrote an ode to the rest of the story. Here is my poem, dropped letters and all.
What are you working on today? #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity
“We can get so into our own feelings that all we want to deal with are the high points, the arias…”
This morning I wrote an ode to the rest of the story. Here is my poem, dropped letters and all.
What are you working on today? #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity