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Carlos A. Pittella
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latinx poet haunted by borders ⦁ he/him ⦁ RA @assistedlab.bsky.social

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propersitions (Cactus, '25)
footnotes after Lorca (above/ground, '24)

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Carlos A. Pittella @pittella.bsky.social · Apr 11
Hi Sky!

My name is Carlos A. Pittella, I’m a Latinx poet, & you may find my bordercrossing/borderbeing in poems like “WATSONS”

—luv to @chaudierebooks.bsky.social for publishing this piece during National Poetry Month: chaudierebooks.blogspot.com/2025/04/nati...
WATSONS We set two death traps & we set a live one To give Watson a chance as our child pleaded, having composited & baptized the ideal mouse out of real scatterings. The live trap is a seesaw box: if you reach for the peanut-butter droplet on the far side, the weight shifts till the entrance shuts, so you’re trapped—lest a hand unlocks you bright to a cat minefield outdoors. The live trap is heavy & leaky when we return from Xmas. The downstairs renovation created an opportunity for porousness. Landlord, though, wonders how strange only our unit has gappy borders… In the air, the rotting implication our lax customs are somehow responsible for the penetrator. The morning after shivers when I remember an article on PB’s acceptable percentages of foreign matter right as my love proffers me smooth lavished on heirloom apple slices. My mouth cannot pronounce “heirloom” comfortably enough to forget its ligaments. I snack attending a government e-session on the small-print immigration changes. Landlord texts, How many trapped? Our child keeps asking, Where’s Watson? Somewhere a mouth shows cat teeth. If we leave the province, we can’t return. The e-session is recorded for our convenience. I’m waiting for the hand release.
pittella.bsky.social
This is gonna be amazing 🔥
mishasolomon.bsky.social Misha Solomon @mishasolomon.bsky.social · 1d
MY GREAT-GRANDFATHER DANCED BALLET, my debut full-length collection, comes out on March 17, 2026. You can pre-order it now, from all the usual places, or ideally from your favourite local indie! Thanks to Brick Books for bringing this into the world.
November 14, 2025 at 7:31 AM
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glasspoetry.bsky.social
LAST DAY!!!

www.glass-poetry.com/submissions....
October 31, 2025 at 2:07 PM
pittella.bsky.social
“I’ve heard it said the only safe terrain is to write about oneself because you’re not encroaching on anyone else’s material experience of trauma. But... I don’t feel like I know where I end and someone else begins. There’s no pure self that is not touched by other people.” ❤️‍🔥

~Stephanie Bolster
Long Exposure • Montreal Review of Books
Temporally and geographically expansive, Long Exposure’s apparent digressions sediment into uncanny layers.
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October 30, 2025 at 11:30 PM
pittella.bsky.social
Watching Stephanie Bolster read—live—from her brilliant latest book, Long Exposure...

This will make your evening, day, season ❤️‍🔥

www.youtube.com/watch?v=KmCs...
Montreal Review of Books Fall 2025 Launch
YouTube video by AELAQ
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October 30, 2025 at 11:24 PM
pittella.bsky.social
My chap «propersitions» was reviewed by mRb!

«visas, borders, permissions, refusals, evictions, and the empty space left by a chipped tooth. They track how borders attempt to mediate our ability to understand ourselves»

Much gratitude to reviewer Paisley Conrad, the mRb team, & Cactus Press 💚
propersitions • Montreal Review of Books
The poems move like a mind caught between thresholds.
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October 30, 2025 at 10:02 PM
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pittella.bsky.social
Since @hanvanderhart.bsky.social suggested the dad, I’ll shoutout Franz, the son ☺️:

“and I am the rain

and the others all
around you, and the loneliness you love”

www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47565/...
To Myself
I’m the interminable fields you can’t see, the little lights off in the distance (in one of those rooms we are living) and I am the rain and the others all around you, and the loneliness you love, and...
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October 8, 2025 at 3:04 PM
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assistedlab.bsky.social
Gina Montaner, a well-known journalist, recounts how her father sought an assisted death in her memoir 'Deséenme un buen viaje', a personal account of the intricacies of the new Spanish euthanasia law.

For an analysis of the book's impact by @pittella.bsky.social see

assistedlab.ch/textual/dese...
'Deséenme un buen viaje' by Gina Montaner
The memoir recounts Carlos Montaner's fight for democratization in Cuba and for the right to access legal euthanasia in Spain.
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October 2, 2025 at 7:26 PM
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Noah Falck & Matt McBride
the entire world stopped to listen to the slow whisper of every boat being swallowed by the ocean we forget, sometimes, what we are sorry for
September 30, 2025 at 9:41 PM
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W. S. Merwin
Invocation The day hanging by its feet with a hole In its voice And the light running into the sand Here I am once again with my dry mouth At the fountain of thistles Preparing to sing.
October 1, 2025 at 12:11 AM
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anthonyframe.bsky.social
Tell your friends!

Or tell that file in your documents, you know the one, the one you never tell anyone about, called X-Files Poems or What Kind of World Will We Leave for Keith Richards: Poems, or Everything Was Great Until I Watched A Quiet Place 2.

You know I like the weird manuscripts 😬
September 29, 2025 at 11:18 PM
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Ouyang Jianghe, tr. Austin Woerner
4 We in our sleep have invented birds, invented song, invented pure white feathers. But birds are just the party line on flight: the bat has no residence in light, his sky is an underground sky, lower than the visibility provided by a guttering candle. Extinguish sight: ash rises in peaceful spirals.
September 29, 2025 at 3:11 AM
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iansmc.bsky.social
Go buy Mexicans on the Moon. It's a wonderful collection.
pedroiniguez.bsky.social Pedro Iniguez @pedroiniguez.bsky.social · Sep 24
Happy to announce that my poem "Perish and Live Forever," which first appeared in MEXICANS ON THE MOON, has just won the @sfpoetry.bsky.social 's Dwarf Star Award for poetry. This award is for best micro poem of 10 lines or less. Many thanks to members who voted. It is a big honor. Much love!
September 24, 2025 at 2:44 AM
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neonpajamas.bsky.social
I think about this poem all the time
https://poets.org/poem/pegasus-autopsy
September 22, 2025 at 12:56 PM
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neonpajamas.bsky.social
two tiny poems up on HAD today! ❤️☠️
havehashad.com HAD @havehashad.com · Sep 23
🚨 new Benjamin Niespodziany day! two amazing new shorties!! 🚨

"The magician looks the other way when he removes his first foot.

The butcher cooks the bear meat he captured in his pasture.

The executioner refuses to remove his mask..."

https://www.havehashad.com/vr767
Two Poems by Benjamin Niespodziany
The Five Rings The magician looks the other way when he removes his first foot. The butcher cooks the bear meat he captured in his pasture. The executioner refuses to remove his mask. The blacksmith…
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September 23, 2025 at 3:42 PM
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assistedlab.bsky.social
'TI SI WHAT TI SI', Paola Roldán's memoir about living with ALS, influenced the legalization of euthanasia in Ecuador in 2024.

For an analysis of the book's role in law-making by @pittella.bsky.social see

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'TI SI WHAT TI SI' by Paola Roldán
Narrating her journey of self-discovery and of living with ALS, Roldán's spiritual memoir helped promote her plea for self-determination in Ecuador.
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September 22, 2025 at 4:04 PM
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ziselberger.com
#Smallpoemsunday

I just memorized this one, because I liked it so much.
Te Deum by Charles Reznikoff Not because of victories I sing, having none, but for the common sunshine, the breeze, the largess of the spring. Not for victory but for the day's work done as well as I was able; not for a seat upon the dais but at the common table.
August 31, 2025 at 10:15 PM
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hanvanderhart.bsky.social
You know when you write poetry you find […]

some glue for the heart

Joanne Kyger
You know when you write poetry you find the architecture of your lineage your teachers like Robert Duncan for me gave me some glue for the heart Beats which gave confidence and competition to the Images of Pertection ... or as dinner approaches I become hasty do I mean PERFECTION? SEPTEMBER 17, 1986
August 31, 2025 at 2:10 AM
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Zeina Hashem Peck
August 18, 2025 at 3:19 AM
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August 18, 2025 at 4:03 AM
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shopoetryjournal.bsky.social
Status Update: We've accepted 38 poems by 26 poets for our winter issue and are looking for more work! Each issue of Shō typically features 40-50 poets.

• Send 3-5 unpublished poems
• Submissions close August 31
• We respond to all submissions in 30 days or less

shopoetryjournal.submittable.com
Pastel yellow/orange backgrounded black text on dark purplish background. Text reads: Join these poets in Shō No 8 Winter Issue Sean Cho A. Elisa Luna Ady Apollo Chastain Carlos Andrés Gómez Iain Grinbergs Shira Haus Aiman Tahir Khan Sophie Klahr Elizabeth Loudon Betsy Mitchell Martinez Rebecca Morton Lisa Mottolo James O’Leary Konstantinos Patrinos Ngoc Pham Jessica Nirvana Ram Jemma Leigh Roe Adrie Rose SM Stubbs Virgil Suárez Tiezst Taylor Reed Turchi Margaret Wack Joey Wańczyk Gwenyth Wheat Yan Zhang Submit: shopoetryjournal.submittable.com Submissions close August 31
August 18, 2025 at 6:33 AM
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ellissa.bsky.social
#dailyhaikuprompt (decay) #haiku #poem #poetry #blueskypoetry #mushroom #fungus #recycling #rebirth

Forest fungus
Feasting on dead wood
The beauty of decay
Dark purple complex mushroom/fungus, growing on dead wood
August 17, 2025 at 6:16 PM
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tomsnarsky.bsky.social
Diane Wakoski
What happened? How was I born to worry so much about the possibilities of loneliness?
August 17, 2025 at 6:53 PM
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josehernandezdz.bsky.social
Harryette Mullen with the perfect summertime poem
August 15, 2025 at 10:59 PM
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Beth Ann Fennelly
Poem Not to Be Read at Your Wedding You ask me for a poem about love in place of a wedding present, trying to save me money. For three nights I've lain under glow-in-the-dark-stars I've stuck to the ceiling over my bed. I've listened to the songs of the galaxy. Well, Carmen, I would rather give you your third set of steak knives than tell you what I know. Let me find you some other, store-bought present. Don't make me warn you of stars, how they see us from that distance as miniature and breakable from the bride who tops the wedding cake to the Mary on Pinto dashboards holding her ripe, red heart in her hands.
August 9, 2025 at 12:52 AM
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newly posted at @periodicities.bsky.social : Misha Solomon : How Does a Poem Begin? / @mishasolomon.bsky.social ;
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Misha Solomon : How Does a Poem Begin?
How does a poem begin?         A poem, for me, does not so much begin as end. Once I start writing, the poem is over. Nothing fe...
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August 4, 2025 at 1:41 PM