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2024-25 Pushcart heartbreak nominee. You know: I have to give you up again And I can't. I am after the lost sign, the single pledge you graced me with. And hell is certain

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poemakontsa @poemakontsa.bsky.social · Aug 21

The language of longing isn't in writing. It's a braille made of absent touching and skin

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poemakontsa @poemakontsa.bsky.social · 34m

I am once again reminded of Albert Camus saying that a true friend is they who sleep on the hard floor of their house because their friend is spending the night in jail.

poemakontsa @poemakontsa.bsky.social · 45m

The some half-dozen milestone

poemakontsa @poemakontsa.bsky.social · 48m

Years of Solitude
By Dionisio D. Martinez

To the one who sets a second place at the table anyway.

To the one at the back of the empty bus.

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Holly Anderson 🍇 @hollyanderson.bsky.social · 5h

you fucked around and now the Episcopalians are doing memes. are you happy now. are you

Screenshot of a Facebook post featuring three of the Portland protesters wearing inflatable frog costumes with the following text:

Episcopalians on Facebook
Elizabeth Rose Elrod • 22h •
Exodus 8:2-6
"But if you refuse to let them go, I will plague your whole country with frogs...
The frogs shall come up on you and on your people and on all your officials."

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Frank Hudson @frankhudson.bsky.social · 5h

I’m working on a song version of a Eluard poem today, & here come these versions of a great Surrealist song written by an American arising in my feed. Then I think too of this one, written by another American before the 1st Surrealist Manifesto—it might be the greatest Surrealist love song:

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poemakontsa @poemakontsa.bsky.social · 4h

Who wants to go into the Criterion closet with me

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Tom Snarsky @tomsnarsky.bsky.social · 7h

while we’re asleep on this shore

Barbara Guest

~ Lights of My Eyes

Lights of my eyes
my only
they’re turning it off
while we’re asleep on this shore
and the thick daffodils
are crying
Lights of my eyes
don’t be afraid of me
what we saw
rivers and roads
ruins
the cast of the sculpture in winter
they will return your voice
and I’ll go on singing ‘adieu’

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poemakontsa @poemakontsa.bsky.social · 5h

Good morning to the ghosted poets

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kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 5h

“Save those who weep” (Eluard).

-quoted by Leonard Schwartz
In The New Babel

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sanctorium.bsky.social @sanctorium.bsky.social · 5h

Poetry is an orphan of silence. The words never quite equal the experience behind them.

Charles Simic

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poemakontsa @poemakontsa.bsky.social · 5h

By Little Loving
Wole Soyinka

By little loving, once, I sought
To conquer pain

poemakontsa @poemakontsa.bsky.social · 5h

What, do you wish to become something like the FIDE Grandmaster of rizz

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D. A. Powell @dapowell.bsky.social · 8h

Sometimes I say "the poem speaks for itself" and what I really mean is like one of those possessed puppets in a horror film.

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poemakontsa @poemakontsa.bsky.social · 8h

Nicely played, F

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poemtoday.bsky.social @poemtoday.bsky.social · 10h

So

So the promise of happiness?
he asked a frog

then swallowed the frog
And the buzz of memory?

he asked the page
before lighting the page

And by night the sliding stars
beyond the night itself

Michael Palmer

Image courtesy @tomsnarsky.bsky.social

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poemakontsa @poemakontsa.bsky.social · 1d

I think it rains
By Wole Soyinka

Oh it must rain
These closures of the mind, binding us
In strange despairs, teaching
Purity of sadness

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poemakontsa @poemakontsa.bsky.social · 1d

More poetry from Nobel poet Nigerian Wole Soyinka

The Last Lamp

A pale
Incision in the skin of night
It dwindles downhill, weaker bled
From pole to passage, dye
And shroud

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poemakontsa @poemakontsa.bsky.social · 9h

Before the grammar police arrives: Silicon Valley

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poemakontsa @poemakontsa.bsky.social · 9h

Imagine a bunch of never been kissed Silicone Valley computer nerds training a computer for rizz and kink

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poemakontsa @poemakontsa.bsky.social · 20h

Sam Altman's LLM sexting you:

No, you are absolutely right. That is a complicated maneuver... and we can never tell what goes where

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Not JPo @notjpo.bsky.social · Aug 1

I honestly can’t think of anything worse than if it were raining men

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poemakontsa @poemakontsa.bsky.social · 20h

Swedish academy is like: no, we will never give the Peace Nobel to Hitler. This year we are awarding Eva Braun

poemakontsa @poemakontsa.bsky.social · 23h

e. e. Cummings is a greater American poet than Walt Whitman. There. I said it.
Deal with it.

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gamera obscura @ohrobin.bsky.social · 1d

Happy Anita Bryant Humiliation Day

A four-panel image of Anita Bryant being pied in her sanctimonious face by gay rights activist Thom Higgins, 1977.

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poemakontsa @poemakontsa.bsky.social · 1d

A dollar an oyster. From New Brunswick. Oysters are not for the rich. Yes, this vagabond unemployed poet is having oysters

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