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hanoian, vietnamese, fragments and whatnot.
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tomsnarsky.bsky.social
I want to be sad, but who has the time?

Xin Qiji, tr. Jon Hansen
IN SEARCH OF REVELRY Drunk, I seek revelry. I want to be sad, but who has the time? Now I understand the books of the Ancients and believe them all: “There are no good points.” Last night I fell drunk next to a pine and asked it, “How drunk am I?” Suspecting the pine wanted to pick me up, I shoved it and said, “Go!”
December 13, 2025 at 12:02 AM
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tomsnarsky.bsky.social
James Tate
Suburban Bison Joshua and I had decided to go bowling. Neither of us had bowled in years, and we didn’t really like to bowl, so it made no sense. We were driving down Route 9 when we spotted the buffalo herd. They were grazing in the snow, and something about their improbable heads made me catch my breath. I pulled over to the side of the road. “Why are they here?” Joshua asked. “I guess it’s some kind of cruel joke,” I said. “Well, it’s not funny,” he said. “They’re way too majestic. Buffalo are supposed to roam, that’s what the song says, not be penned up along some strip for tourists to see,” he said. “It beats bowling,” I said. And so we sat there for the next hour contemplating the life of the postmodern buffalo, deconstructing their owners, and never putting them back together again.
November 15, 2025 at 3:42 PM
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November 22, 2025 at 3:11 AM
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robcrank68.bsky.social
Today's #BirdOfTheDay theme is #GroundedGulls, that's any Gull not in flight. And the Alternative is #Singing, that's any bird with it's beak open.

I'm going with a set of Black-headed Gulls from Queen Elizabeth II Country Park.

#birds #photography #EastCoastKin #ukbirding @rspb.bsky.social #Gulls
November 21, 2025 at 8:02 AM
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andries58.bsky.social
Today’s #BirdOfTheDay theme is #Thrushes and the alternative is #waders
Dunlin, Bonte Strandloper Sanderling, Drieteenstrandloper Bar-tailed godwit, Rosse Grutto Curlew, Wulp
November 20, 2025 at 10:05 AM
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susanlleary.bsky.social
Eve Luckring 💙

from SIGNAL TO NOISE (Ornithopter Press)

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@ornithopterpress.bsky.social
SCATTERED : in my mother's ashes : some sort of daughter : with an unreliable sense of direction
November 16, 2025 at 12:56 AM
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estherhawdon.bsky.social
"I wake
snow falls,
not that I'm lonely" Santoka

[image: Snowy morning, Settai Komura]
November 15, 2025 at 5:53 AM
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tomsnarsky.bsky.social
a mantra by Michael Donhauser, tr. Andrew Joron
Yet the tomato does not fall apart. Despite all dwindling, all softening. It remains the tomato on the windowsill. Redly round in front of the white window casement. In face of the impassive darkness of night.
November 17, 2025 at 2:07 AM
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estherhawdon.bsky.social
"at the crescent moon
the silence
enters the heart"
― Chiyo-ni (trans. Donegan & Ishibashi)

(image: Mikiko Noji)
November 17, 2025 at 5:13 AM
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tomsnarsky.bsky.social
Robert Hass, after Kobayashi Issa
Napped half the day; no one punished me!
November 17, 2025 at 3:40 PM
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November 17, 2025 at 1:54 AM
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lorichirp.bsky.social
Thinking back to Nov./2023 when I got a very unexpected Lifer at our local park--the beautiful Barrow's Goldeneye duck. #birds
November 15, 2024 at 4:23 PM
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MICAO (Mika Hirasa)
on a certain summer night
「あるなつのよるに」
November 16, 2025 at 11:05 AM
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tomsnarsky.bsky.social
Michael Burkard
only a shoeful of myself only to be deserted, only / to whisper into your ear for you to love me
January 8, 2024 at 7:53 PM
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chelsdingman.bsky.social
Michael Burkard
Ж THE SUMMER AFTER LAST I do not want to belabor invisibility, but if it isn't there in the spaces among the people as a spiritual thread then I do not want to be there either. Sea or no sea, house or not. There is a useless rage in returning to the past. It is a labor not unlike labor among the stones, 5 years time and someone is made to break them for nothing. Sea or no sea, house or not. In the unrational time of the summer after last I found myself alone with the sun, simple night, water when I wanted water. My heart almost broke for not being used to this. It is amazing, the chains attempted upon the heart. Sea or no sea, house or not. — for Bill
August 6, 2025 at 3:40 PM
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dj-acid-reflux.bsky.social
Highland cattle are famous for their ability to "disco nap". Normally these brief, efficient sleeps will last between three and twenty minutes, deploying a variety of objects as pillows, including moorland boulders, cars or any particularly large dog or sheep who happens to be nearby.
A highland cow having a little nap on a boulder on Dartmoor (ok, it was actually scratching its head)
October 8, 2025 at 8:15 AM
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Rokuro Taniuchi "Field Trip"
谷内六郎 「遠足」
November 13, 2025 at 1:15 AM
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tomsnarsky.bsky.social
Gillian McCain
Touch I’m a girl, there aren’t many of us left. Time to take the bullet by the hole. Certain designs rely on not being seen. I never denied I was just an assemblage of staves. Collapsing around us. This means not taking our rooms so seriously. We can’t see the wallpaper (pink scotties) or a misprint in the proof. Sometimes skin has to do all the talking. Recto, verso. But can you even enter them, speeding through the story? Once upon a time a golf tee punctured our water-bed. I thought I was going to live forever, immoral. I thought a lot of things, the court artist had trouble with my nose. Elongated, normal. A little lower.
November 12, 2025 at 2:54 PM
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xin chào? có ai ngoài đó không?
November 12, 2025 at 10:22 AM
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Brother Gregor never spoke and often spooked the neophytes with his appearance, but he was a gentle soul and a phenomenal cook and knew more ways to prepare a fish than the abbot knew hymns
gharial of the cloth
November 11, 2025 at 4:05 PM
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estherhawdon.bsky.social
"cultivated chrysanthemums
wither
first" Issa Kobayashi

(image: Kiyokata Kaburagi)
October 25, 2025 at 5:11 AM
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tomsnarsky.bsky.social
“thin tunnels of light.” Peter Everwine, from a water-stained copy of Keeping the Night
Distance The light pulling away from trees, the trees speaking in shadows to whatever listens . . . Something as common as water turns away from our faces and leaves. The stars rise out of the hills —old kings and animals marching in their thin tunnels of light. Once more I find myself standing as on a dark pier, holding an enormous rope of silence.
November 11, 2025 at 9:17 PM
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ironchefbot.bsky.social
Frame #53650 from S02 -E19 - King Crab-628412
November 12, 2025 at 1:30 AM
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litbowl.bsky.social
From @victoriachang.bsky.social's book,The Trees Witness Everything: bit.ly/treeswitness

#poem #books #writing
May 2, 2025 at 1:05 PM
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literaryhub.bsky.social
Vinh Nguyen on memory, floating signifiers, and the challenge of capturing a country as multifarious as Vietnam in a memoir.
Not One Vietnam, But Many: Vinh Nguyen on Capturing a Multifarious Country in Memoir
After several late nights scrolling through Instagram, I chance upon the perfect image for the cover of my memoir The Migrant Rain Falls in Reverse. Taken by a Vietnamese street photographer, the i…
buff.ly
April 17, 2025 at 4:30 PM