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Susan Trofimow
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Poems in Rattle, Lascaux Review, and elsewhere.
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A Sunday evening Franz Wright.

Everything's going to be fine...
To Myself Franz Wright
December 7, 2025 at 9:48 PM
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We are the absent ones
#smallpoemsunday
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Poem called “The Loved Ones” by Wendell Berry in the current New Yorker.
December 7, 2025 at 4:03 AM
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Published today: a superb suite of poems by Traci Brimhall!

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Cc: @tracibrimhall.bsky.social
Six Poems, by Traci Brimhall
Color Theory Before Newton used a prism to break light into color, Aristotle said everything was white and black. What could be simpler? The air— white. Water—white. Black was the color of t…
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November 12, 2025 at 7:00 PM
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Breaking News: All Americans who buy health insurance through Obamacare can now get a first look at how much prices will increase next year.
Obamacare Prices Become Public, Highlighting Big Increases
The government website now shows consumers how much their health insurance costs will increase next year, as Congress remains at an impasse over the plans’ subsidies.
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October 29, 2025 at 3:38 PM
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“When I die, I will come in fast and low. I will stick the landing. There will be no confusion. The dead will make room for me.”

Richard Siken

#poetry #booksky @coppercanyonpress.bsky.social
REAL ESTATE My mother married a man who divorced her for money. Phyllis, he would say, if you don't stop buying jewelry, I will have to divorce you to keep us out of the poorbouse. When he said this, she would stub out a cigarette, mutter Motberfucker under her breath. Eventually, he was forced to divorce her. Then, he died. Then she did. That man was not my father. My father was buried down the road, in a box his other son selected, the ashes of his third wife in a brass urn that he will hold in the crook of his arm forever. At the reception, after the funeral, I got mean on four cups of Lime Sherbet Punch. When the man who was not my father divorced my mother, I stopped being related to him. These things are complicated, says the Talmud. When he died, I couldn't prove it, I couldn't get a death certificate. These things are complicated, says the Health Department. Their names remain on the deed to the house. It isn't haunted, it's owned by ghosts. When I die, I will come in fast and low. I will stick the landing. There will be no confusion. The dead will make room for me. I Do Know Some Things by Richard Siken held by white hand, over teal blanket, bookshelves in background
October 15, 2025 at 9:56 PM
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It broke my heart to write this poem, and I would give it back if I could reverse my brother's death or my mom's diagnosis. But it doesn't work like that. So I'm trying to open my hands to the joy of having a poem in @thenation.com. Thank you, Kaveh Akbar, et al.
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What We Talk About When We Talk About Cancer
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October 15, 2025 at 1:18 AM
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BREAKING: The NYT fights back!
October 13, 2025 at 7:18 PM
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My statement on the two year anniversary of October 7, 2023.
“Two years ago today, Hamas carried out a horrific war crime, killing more than 1,100 Israelis and kidnapping 250 more. I mourn these lives and pray for the safe return of every hostage still held and for every family whose lives were torn apart by these atrocities. In the aftermath of that day, Prime Minister Netanyahu and the Israeli government launched a genocidal war: adeath toll that now far exceeds 67,000; with the Israeli military bombing homes, hospitals, and schools into rubble. Every day in Gaza has become a place where grief itself has run out of language. I mourn these lives and pray for the families that have been shattered. Our government has been complicit through it all. This must end. The occupation and apartheid must end. Peace must be pursued through diplomacy, not war crimes, and our government must act to end these atrocities and hold those responsible to account. These last two years have demonstrated the very worst of humanity. We must answer it by modeling the very best: a relentless pursuit of our higher ideals and an unwavering commitment to universal human rights.”
October 7, 2025 at 1:17 PM
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Today's the day! Unrivered is available for pre-orders from @sundresspub.bsky.social! The first 75 pre-orders receive a mini-broadside as a thank you.
Grateful to those who believed in this book. I'll be sharing the kind words of those who wrote blurbs over the next few days.

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August 26, 2025 at 6:42 PM
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The World Doesn't End by Charles Simic
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October 5, 2025 at 1:09 PM
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Jon startles @davidfaris.bsky.social and @timmiller.bsky.social with his vision of what Trump’s imperial powers might look like when Democrats take back the government.
October 3, 2025 at 3:57 PM
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Overall, D.C.’s bookstore workers are noticing a shift in energy. “The vibe is bad.”
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Federal troops are trampling business at D.C. bookstores.
Loyalty Bookstore, in the northwest D.C. neighborhood of Petworth, has experienced a downturn in sales since federal jackboots hit the capitol pavement, as NBC’s News4 recently reported. The …
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September 28, 2025 at 7:03 PM
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Ross Gay —

#smallpoemsunday
ode to the flute A man sings by opening his mouth a man sings by opening his lungs by turning himself into air a flute can be made of a man nothing is explained a flute lays on its side and prays a wind might enter it and make of it at least a small final song
September 28, 2025 at 4:35 PM
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I'm over the moon that Arthur Sze has been named our 25th U.S. Poet Laureate. Arthur was on the show for his new & collected The Glass Constellation and we looked back across his life as a poet in honor of it.
ICYMI: 📻 tinhouse.com/podcast/arth...
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Arthur Sze : The Glass Constellation : New & Collected Poems - Tin House
Arthur Sze, winner of the 2019 National Book Award in Poetry for Sight Lines, joins David Naimon to discuss his latest book, The Glass Constellation: New and Collected Poems. Together they step back t...
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September 15, 2025 at 3:04 PM
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Thank you to Wendy Lesser for making a spot for "Being and Time" (my poem, not Heidegger's treatise) in Threepenny Review.
Extra happy because my poem gets to hang out with one by @toddedillard.bsky.social.
See a more accessible version at https://www.threepennyreview.com/being-and-time/
September 2, 2025 at 7:45 PM
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I don't know how to untangle joy from all the rest. But here's a joy: my debut poetry book is coming out with Orison & it has a cover & I'm pretty sure my mom beat you all to pre-ordering it. But if you'd like a copy, that'd mean the world to me. Here's the link:
www.orisonbooks.com/product-page...
Oddest & Oldest & Saddest & Best, poems by Jane Zwart | Orison Books
Oddest & Oldest & Saddest & Bestpoems by Jane Zwart *available for pre-order* Orison Bookspaper / $18.00ISBN: 978-1-949039-68-9Publication Date: March 3, 2026 ABOUT THE BOOK As its title...
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August 26, 2025 at 3:18 AM
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literaryhub.bsky.social
How Jane Bowles’ Two Serious Ladies influenced Sheila Heti to write (and live) sincerely.
Sheila Heti on the Profound Influence of Jane Bowles on Her Writing—and Life
When I first read Two Serious Ladies in my early twenties, it instantly and forever changed the way I wrote. It influenced me more than any book I can think of. I imagine it’s because I had not bef…
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August 25, 2025 at 4:30 PM
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Diane Seuss
Song in my heart If there's pee on the seat it's my pee, battery's dead I killed it, canary at the bottom of the cage I bury it, like God tromping the sky in his undershirt carrying his brass spittoon, raging and sobbing in his Hush Puppy house slippers with the backs broke down, no Mrs. God to make him reasonable as he gets out the straight razor to slice the hair off his face, using the Black Sea as a mirror when everyone knows the Black Sea is a terrible mirror, like God is a terrible simile for me but like God with his mirror, I use it.
August 19, 2025 at 3:06 PM
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#ReleaseTheCuomoList
August 12, 2025 at 5:46 PM
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Very much with @jacquiwine.bsky.social on this one 👇
August 9, 2025 at 11:25 AM
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Pulitzer Prize-winning poet @mosababutoha.bsky.social emphasizes the importance of hearing directly from Palestinians about what’s happening in Palestine.
August 7, 2025 at 1:58 PM
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"You know / I always need to save something, to control it."

'Aubade as Fuel' from LOVE PRODIGAL by Traci Brimhall (Copper Canyon Press) @coppercanyonpress.bsky.social

Sheer brilliance 🤍

#poetry #poetrybooks #poetrycollections
'Aubade as Fuel' from LOVE PRODIGAL by Traci Brimhall (Copper Canyon Press)
August 1, 2025 at 9:24 AM
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Hello, friends. There’s a new #HeyItsMe episode today, in which @rachzuck.bsky.social and I talk about how when we become parents, we make promises to our kids which are really promises to ourselves. www.heyitsmepodcast.com/episodes/epi...
Episode 19: I Guess It’s a Good Thing I Have a Therapy Appointment Tomorrow — Hey, It's Me
Mike and Rachel talk about the promises we make when we have kids.
www.heyitsmepodcast.com
July 28, 2025 at 1:11 PM
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Charles Wright
Hawksbane There are things that cannot be written about, journeys That cannot be taken they are so sacred and long. There is no nature in eternity, no wind shift, no weeds. Whatever our vision, whatever our implement, We looked in the wrong places, we looked for the wrong things. We are not what is new, we are not what we have found.
July 29, 2025 at 6:54 PM
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More from Jill Osier ♥️

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LAKE SAGANAGA And the whole time we fished, wishes lined up the way shadows refuse to. It ended up being the perfect time for them to do this: we were all still remembering ourselves as a family, and the light was as it is when you trust it will hold, good enough to know you may have had something but lost it. Certainty always stands closest to no thing we have.
July 26, 2025 at 4:56 PM