Eric Colburn
@etherealcolburn.bsky.social
Parent, partner, poet, pedestrian (Pedestrian poet? Perhaps…)
https://www.ericcolburn.net/
https://www.ericcolburn.net/
Renovated park just reopened along the Community Path!
November 15, 2025 at 7:31 PM
Renovated park just reopened along the Community Path!
Great idea. I ride my bike by there every day on my way to my teaching job, and it always makes me happy. A few years ago I even scribbled a sonnet about it in weird dimeter couplets... Found it:
November 9, 2025 at 11:03 PM
Great idea. I ride my bike by there every day on my way to my teaching job, and it always makes me happy. A few years ago I even scribbled a sonnet about it in weird dimeter couplets... Found it:
Out sick (bad back); I’ve been trying to stay immobile, read some good books, and maybe write a poem:
October 28, 2025 at 9:20 PM
Out sick (bad back); I’ve been trying to stay immobile, read some good books, and maybe write a poem:
Couldn’t go to a protest bc I was at a funeral, but at least the funeral was at the Catholic Worker’s Maryhouse, so there were lots of protest posters around:
October 18, 2025 at 6:26 PM
Couldn’t go to a protest bc I was at a funeral, but at least the funeral was at the Catholic Worker’s Maryhouse, so there were lots of protest posters around:
I’ve been reading the Summer/Fall issue of THINK, and it’s excellent, with great work by
@maryanncorbett.bsky.social, Dan Campion, Steven Knepper, Jesse Keith Butler, and others. Here’s one of mine:
@maryanncorbett.bsky.social, Dan Campion, Steven Knepper, Jesse Keith Butler, and others. Here’s one of mine:
October 10, 2025 at 8:37 PM
I’ve been reading the Summer/Fall issue of THINK, and it’s excellent, with great work by
@maryanncorbett.bsky.social, Dan Campion, Steven Knepper, Jesse Keith Butler, and others. Here’s one of mine:
@maryanncorbett.bsky.social, Dan Campion, Steven Knepper, Jesse Keith Butler, and others. Here’s one of mine:
I am pleased to have a poem in the new issue of The Hooghly Review, just out today. The poem's about aging parents; my own aging parents are quite lively and sharp, but looking ahead, we are all going to decline--if we're lucky! thehooghlyreview.com/issues/ficti... (p. 27)
October 3, 2025 at 4:17 PM
I am pleased to have a poem in the new issue of The Hooghly Review, just out today. The poem's about aging parents; my own aging parents are quite lively and sharp, but looking ahead, we are all going to decline--if we're lucky! thehooghlyreview.com/issues/ficti... (p. 27)
Gardeners only:
September 17, 2025 at 7:48 PM
Gardeners only:
A couple of wasps in our screened-in porch in vermont (I think they get in through some holes a bear’s claws made) are reminding me of that wild passage in Letters From an American Farmer about hornets— one of many examples in the book of supposed harmony with nature:
September 14, 2025 at 9:44 PM
A couple of wasps in our screened-in porch in vermont (I think they get in through some holes a bear’s claws made) are reminding me of that wild passage in Letters From an American Farmer about hornets— one of many examples in the book of supposed harmony with nature:
Nice sunflowers from my garden plot:
September 7, 2025 at 9:43 PM
Nice sunflowers from my garden plot:
Happy to be marching in this Labor Day parade with my union brothers and sisters:
September 1, 2025 at 3:39 PM
Happy to be marching in this Labor Day parade with my union brothers and sisters:
I have a painful #sonnet about my late beloved little brother up at Libre — it starts like this (read the rest at librelit.com/2025/08/27/e...):
August 31, 2025 at 1:29 PM
I have a painful #sonnet about my late beloved little brother up at Libre — it starts like this (read the rest at librelit.com/2025/08/27/e...):
North Beacon St protected bike lane was absurdly full of trucks today—riding down it, I saw a UPS truck parked in it (no photo), two trucks driving over bollards as they pulled into it (photos 1 &2), a moving truck and 2 private SUVs parked in it (photos 3&4). It wasn’t easy for me to get past them.
August 28, 2025 at 8:07 PM
North Beacon St protected bike lane was absurdly full of trucks today—riding down it, I saw a UPS truck parked in it (no photo), two trucks driving over bollards as they pulled into it (photos 1 &2), a moving truck and 2 private SUVs parked in it (photos 3&4). It wasn’t easy for me to get past them.
Memorizing some poems with my wife on our vacation, and today we did Auden’s “Look, Stranger” (memorizing was easier because I’d read it a million times long ago), and wow—I love it!
August 24, 2025 at 12:47 AM
Memorizing some poems with my wife on our vacation, and today we did Auden’s “Look, Stranger” (memorizing was easier because I’d read it a million times long ago), and wow—I love it!
Enjoying the flags at this PEI potato farm (Canada, PEI, Ukraine):
August 18, 2025 at 8:13 PM
Enjoying the flags at this PEI potato farm (Canada, PEI, Ukraine):
…the Holy Ghost over the bent
World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.
(Sunset and sunrise!)
World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.
(Sunset and sunrise!)
August 16, 2025 at 10:02 AM
…the Holy Ghost over the bent
World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.
(Sunset and sunrise!)
World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.
(Sunset and sunrise!)
Tfw the label on the shampoo bottle in the summer cottage is in Greek and you haven’t been to Greece for 15 years…
August 13, 2025 at 8:12 PM
Tfw the label on the shampoo bottle in the summer cottage is in Greek and you haven’t been to Greece for 15 years…
Great to be back in PEI at the old family cottage above the bay:
August 13, 2025 at 12:59 AM
Great to be back in PEI at the old family cottage above the bay:
Last year Blue Unicorn published my translation of a typically unpleasant but brilliant Baudelaire poem. I don’t think I ever put it up on social media, so I’ll post it below. You can buy a copy of the excellent issue, or subscribe, here: blueunicorn.org/product/blue...
August 10, 2025 at 7:53 PM
Last year Blue Unicorn published my translation of a typically unpleasant but brilliant Baudelaire poem. I don’t think I ever put it up on social media, so I’ll post it below. You can buy a copy of the excellent issue, or subscribe, here: blueunicorn.org/product/blue...
Was looking through my college newspaper archives from the year I graduated to see if I could find some stuff I wrote, and instead I found the road not taken:
August 8, 2025 at 4:13 PM
Was looking through my college newspaper archives from the year I graduated to see if I could find some stuff I wrote, and instead I found the road not taken:
We switched to screws, and I picked up some of the plastic bits (see photo), but there must be hundreds of billions of these little things around recent construction all over the US.
August 7, 2025 at 1:44 PM
We switched to screws, and I picked up some of the plastic bits (see photo), but there must be hundreds of billions of these little things around recent construction all over the US.
Yesterday I helped an old friend work on a cabin he’s building; it was fun, and we got a lot of the roof work done—but also we used a nail gun and I learned that framing nails shed little plastic scraps that hold the nails together, so thousands of tiny pieces of plastic go everywhere. Yikes!
August 7, 2025 at 1:12 PM
Yesterday I helped an old friend work on a cabin he’s building; it was fun, and we got a lot of the roof work done—but also we used a nail gun and I learned that framing nails shed little plastic scraps that hold the nails together, so thousands of tiny pieces of plastic go everywhere. Yikes!