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Kevin Danahy
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Dang, I've been doing it wrong this whole time.
Treppanated Zombie pouring coffee directly into his brainpan. Coffee is pouring out of his open mouth onto the table.
October 16, 2025 at 4:37 PM
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Taproom calligriscrawl. First draft of Count by Kevin Danahy. Conklin Endura stub nib fountain pen, Vampire Red ink, Rhodia paper.
Lie back and sleep. Dream of a castle buried in The deep, deep woods. Dream of nightchildren Keening under the glow Of a moon partially occluded By a drift of clouds. Dream of the croak of ravens Sated on the eyes of legionnaires Fallen in battle. All of this so long forgotten. He loves to hear the word Supersition Spoken so widely. Don’t be so foolish. You fear children’s tales. Wolves are endangered and Bats eat mosquitoes. Anemia can be fixed With iron pills and diet. It’s okay. Lie back and sleep.
September 13, 2025 at 9:28 PM
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Taproom calligriscrawl: excerpt from Children of the Grave by Black Sabbath. Lamy al-star fountain pen with 1.5 mm stub nib, using unlabeled Lamy purple shimmer ink on Rhodia paper.
Lyrics on the page: So you children of the world Listen to what I say: If you want a better place to live in Spread these words today. Show the world that love is still Alive. You must be brave, For you children of today are Children of the grave. —from Children of the Grave by Black Sabbath
July 23, 2025 at 9:01 PM
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Taproom Calligriscrawl: second draft of an unnamed poem. Monteverde stub nib fountian pen in Lamy black ink, on Rhodia dot-grid paper.
If Death is just a skeleton Then I think we can take him. Give him one swift kick To rattle the stack of vertebrae, To shatter his pelvis to pieces And scatter that bony rat bastard Across the length of the tomb. I want to snatch up his skull And smack it against the flagstones Over and over and over Until he coughs up our loved-ones.
January 11, 2025 at 9:53 PM
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Taproom calligriscrawl: first draft of Midwinter 2024. Monteverde Ritma stub nib fountain pen, Lamy black ink, Rhodia dot grid paper.
Midwinter 2024 Darkness deepens again. Inevitably. We knew it would return, but it seems too soon. Time to wrap a room around yourself And make it a motte–and–bailey fort. Hack a bastion of warmth and light Into the deep,dark woods. Lay in provisions And shelter who you can. Remember always: Spring is coming And nothing can stop it.
December 7, 2024 at 11:26 PM
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I wanted to show off the eye of Horus my friend drew. When I smiled I looked like a killer. This is better. I hope.
November 1, 2024 at 3:28 AM
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Taproom calligriscrawl: Secret Agent Man by Johnny Rivers. Monteverde Ritma stub nib, Lamy black ink, Rhodia dot grid paper.
The lyrics to Secret Agent Man by Johnny Rivers, scrawled in black ink with a stub nib fountain pen in dot grid paper
October 26, 2024 at 7:34 PM
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Taproom Calligriscrawl: excerpt from The Death of the Hired Man by Robert Frost. Makes me cry every time.
Part of a moon was falling down the west, Dragging the whole sky with it to the hills. Its light poured softly in her lap. She saw it And spread her apron to it. She put out her hand Among the harp-like morning-glory strings, Taut with the dew from garden bed to eaves, As if she played unheard some tenderness That wrought on him beside her in the night. ‘Warren,’ she said, ‘he has come home to die: You needn’t be afraid he’ll leave you this time.’
October 12, 2024 at 11:21 PM
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Taproom calligriscrawl: Thursday by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Thursday by Edna Saint Vincent Millay scrawled in Vampire Red ink with an Opus 88 fountain pen. A measure of whiskey above the notebook.
September 28, 2024 at 11:58 PM
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Taproom Calligriscrawl: Caroline by Concrete Blonde. (Opus 88 stub nib, Private Reserve Vampire Red ink, Rhodia paper)
The lyrics to Caroline by Concrete Blonde written in Vampire Red ink with a stub nib fountain pen
September 21, 2024 at 8:24 PM
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Taproom calligriscrawl: First draft of Adapt by Kevin Danahy.
Monteverde Ritma stub nib, Rhodia paper, Lamy black ink.
First draft of a poem in black ink on white paper. Title: Adapt Text: Any mason will swear/ That a wall is strongest/ When every brick in the stack/ Settles into the muck of the mortar/ And grapples its neighbors.// —And they ain't wrong, but—// Any engineer will show you the math/ That says skyscrapers must sway/ And bridges must flex/ Or mother earth will bring it down/ When she twitches in her sleep.
September 16, 2024 at 1:14 AM
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Taproom calligriscrawl: an untitled poem fragment by Kevin Danahy. (Monteverde Ritma stub nib, Rhodia paper, Lamy black ink.)
A poem fragment scrawled in black ink with the fountain pen that the scrawler used. Text reads: Autumn is tracing a sharp, chill tongue/ Along the edge of every leaf.// In the traffic circle/ A maple shivers scarlet and gold/ Then strips down to the bark.
September 13, 2024 at 7:32 PM
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Taproom calligriscrawl: somewhere i have never travelled by EE Cummings
somewhere i have never travelled by EE Cummings written in Lamy black ink on Rhodia dot grid paper with a stub nib Monteverde Ritma fountain pen.
September 7, 2024 at 9:26 PM
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Taproom Calligriscrawl: The Rain Song by Led Zepellin
The Lyrics to The Rain Song by Led Zeppelin, written in Lamy black ink on Rhodia dot grid paper and with a Monteverde Ritma stub nib fountain pen.
September 7, 2024 at 8:21 PM
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Taproom calligriscrawl: Pass You By by Gillian Welsh
The lyrics to Pass You By by Gillian Welsh scrawled in blue ink
August 25, 2024 at 8:44 PM
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Taproom Calligriscrawl: Stranger in a Strange Land by Iron Maiden
Fountain pen practice in blue ink: the lyrics to Stranger In a Strange Land by Iron Maiden
August 25, 2024 at 7:55 PM
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Taproom calliscrawl: Paper Wings by Gillian Welsh. TWSBI Precision 1.1 mm stub nib fountain pen with J. Herbin Perle Noire ink.
August 10, 2024 at 9:07 PM
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Taproom calligraphy: Where They Never Say Your Name by Eilen Jewell. TWSBI Precision 1.1 mm stub nib fountain pen with J. Herbin Perle Noire ink.
August 10, 2024 at 8:35 PM
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Serendipity
A screenshot of two posts: top is a cartoon of medieval bunnies following a bunny Grim Reaper; lower post is a timeline-cleansing photo of a tiny bunny.
July 13, 2024 at 4:42 AM
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Why, yes, I was inking my fountain pens today. How could you tell?
A man's right hand stained with several colors of ink
June 8, 2024 at 4:09 PM
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Sweet! I have a couple of six-slot pen rolls and this case from Girologio
Half a dozen fountain pens in a brown leather case, a small glass of lambic just above.
June 7, 2024 at 6:19 PM
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Taproom calligraphy: fountain pen practice: Dirge by Edna St. vincent Millay.
May 4, 2024 at 11:09 PM
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Playing with fountain pens in springtime demands inking out Cummings poems! So there!
E.E. Cummimgs' poem "somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond" scrawled in Diamine's Writer's Blood ink, a rich red-black
May 4, 2024 at 10:06 PM
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Taproom "calligraphy" (with gratuitous smudge): Sailor Compass HighAce Neo 1.5mm stub nib with Diamine Emerald ink. 'in Just--" by Edward Estlin Cummings.
A fountain pen lies on a pad of paper, amateur calligraphy of "in Just--" by E.E. Cummings soils the pages in green ink.
May 4, 2024 at 7:15 PM
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My TWSBI Precision feels nicely solid, but not so heavy. Maybe just a smidge heavier than an aluminum body Lamy.
A gray TWSBI Precision fountain pen lying on a college-lined pad of paper.
December 3, 2023 at 10:25 PM