c.c. o'hanlon
@ccohanlon.bsky.social
vagabond. sea-dweller. diarist. wreck.
If you're in the fediverse, please follow me there: https://merveilles.town/@ccohanlon
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#nobots
"So here is us, on the raggedy edge."
– from the film Serenity (2005)
If you're in the fediverse, please follow me there: https://merveilles.town/@ccohanlon
https://linktr.ee/ccohanlon
#nobots
"So here is us, on the raggedy edge."
– from the film Serenity (2005)
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Please, please read our latest update to @liznangel3.bsky.social's long-running appeal for my wife and me.
It has been a pretty tough month and we are still looking for funds to get us to the end of next month.
Even if you're unable support us financially, please consider re-posting this link.
It has been a pretty tough month and we are still looking for funds to get us to the end of next month.
Even if you're unable support us financially, please consider re-posting this link.
Donate to Support a Voyage to Find Home, organized by Liz Cullinane
Hello, my name is Liz Cullinane and for the past four years, I have been inspired to raise… Liz Cullinane needs your support for Support a Voyage to Find Home
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November 27, 2025 at 9:01 PM
Please, please read our latest update to @liznangel3.bsky.social's long-running appeal for my wife and me.
It has been a pretty tough month and we are still looking for funds to get us to the end of next month.
Even if you're unable support us financially, please consider re-posting this link.
It has been a pretty tough month and we are still looking for funds to get us to the end of next month.
Even if you're unable support us financially, please consider re-posting this link.
Reposted by c.c. o'hanlon
The sea urchin is a great
philosopher.
-Michael McClure
philosopher.
-Michael McClure
November 29, 2025 at 12:13 AM
The sea urchin is a great
philosopher.
-Michael McClure
philosopher.
-Michael McClure
Reposted by c.c. o'hanlon
Massive gratitude and thanks to November’s guest editor - the amazing @ccohanlon.bsky.social and to all the fantastic contributors to the JOURNEYS edition! 🖤🥳
And that's me done as November's guest editor @thearsonista.bsky.social (for the second time in seven years).
I'll find my own way out.
I'll find my own way out.
November 29, 2025 at 2:26 PM
Massive gratitude and thanks to November’s guest editor - the amazing @ccohanlon.bsky.social and to all the fantastic contributors to the JOURNEYS edition! 🖤🥳
It says nothing good about my literary tastes that I go out of my way to read @parisreview.bsky.social only when they publish something by Lisa Carver. (Ask me about my collection of her 'zine Rollerderby...)
My Illegal Revenge Pool by Lisa Carver
November 24, 2025 – “My husband was right—I don’t deserve a pool. Luckily, I don’t believe in deserving; I believe in luck.”
www.theparisreview.org
November 29, 2025 at 1:32 PM
It says nothing good about my literary tastes that I go out of my way to read @parisreview.bsky.social only when they publish something by Lisa Carver. (Ask me about my collection of her 'zine Rollerderby...)
Wake to blue sky through the portlights and hatches, the boat still for the first time in a couple of weeks.
No, I'm not tempted to get up and start the day. After the week I've had, I might not get up at all.
No, I'm not tempted to get up and start the day. After the week I've had, I might not get up at all.
November 29, 2025 at 8:32 AM
Wake to blue sky through the portlights and hatches, the boat still for the first time in a couple of weeks.
No, I'm not tempted to get up and start the day. After the week I've had, I might not get up at all.
No, I'm not tempted to get up and start the day. After the week I've had, I might not get up at all.
Reposted by c.c. o'hanlon
Smell of waves on a foggy morning.
-Michael McClure
-Michael McClure
November 28, 2025 at 2:22 AM
Smell of waves on a foggy morning.
-Michael McClure
-Michael McClure
A 'must-read' thread:
1/ A longtime Wired editor just wrote a mush-brained essay about how he totally missed the political rot of Silicon Valley (& still doesn't get it).
But in the late 1990s, a Wired journalist warned of a toxic ideology bubbling up from tech. Paulina Borsook has largely been erased. Let's change that
But in the late 1990s, a Wired journalist warned of a toxic ideology bubbling up from tech. Paulina Borsook has largely been erased. Let's change that
November 28, 2025 at 3:45 PM
A 'must-read' thread:
And that's me done as November's guest editor @thearsonista.bsky.social (for the second time in seven years).
I'll find my own way out.
I'll find my own way out.
November 28, 2025 at 3:23 PM
And that's me done as November's guest editor @thearsonista.bsky.social (for the second time in seven years).
I'll find my own way out.
I'll find my own way out.
My last for @thearsonista.bsky.social: Bo Mandeville's Sketching Clouds, a moving account of a journey by road and sea to Northern Ireland, his open-hearted acceptance of a terminal point to his degenerative illness, and his joy.
Sketching Clouds by Bo Mandeville
Photo by Bo Mandeville Driving from Edinburgh to Cairnryan, still in a state of dulled lucidity, unable to fully grasp the enormity of the journey. Once boarded, sounds, smells and motion wake me. …
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November 28, 2025 at 3:04 PM
My last for @thearsonista.bsky.social: Bo Mandeville's Sketching Clouds, a moving account of a journey by road and sea to Northern Ireland, his open-hearted acceptance of a terminal point to his degenerative illness, and his joy.
"My journey to the death of Katte is...a Prussian pilgrimage but also one across the layers of the recent history of Europe and its leftovers."
@marcelkrueger.bsky.social on Lieutenant Hans Hermann von Kattea, a tragic footnote in early 18th century Prussian history.
@thearsonista.bsky.social
@marcelkrueger.bsky.social on Lieutenant Hans Hermann von Kattea, a tragic footnote in early 18th century Prussian history.
@thearsonista.bsky.social
There Is Nothing To Forgive by Marcel Krueger
Memorial to Lieutenant Hans Hermann von Katte. All photos by Marcel Krueger. The border is the maddest line on the map, the most fluid, unnatural and dangerous.Tomasz Różycki, from Trial by Fire On…
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November 28, 2025 at 8:15 AM
"My journey to the death of Katte is...a Prussian pilgrimage but also one across the layers of the recent history of Europe and its leftovers."
@marcelkrueger.bsky.social on Lieutenant Hans Hermann von Kattea, a tragic footnote in early 18th century Prussian history.
@thearsonista.bsky.social
@marcelkrueger.bsky.social on Lieutenant Hans Hermann von Kattea, a tragic footnote in early 18th century Prussian history.
@thearsonista.bsky.social
(from a notebook, sydney, 2004)
as the white noise fades,
a null at the signal’s edge:
joy’s lost frequency.
as the white noise fades,
a null at the signal’s edge:
joy’s lost frequency.
November 27, 2025 at 9:25 PM
(from a notebook, sydney, 2004)
as the white noise fades,
a null at the signal’s edge:
joy’s lost frequency.
as the white noise fades,
a null at the signal’s edge:
joy’s lost frequency.
Please, please read our latest update to @liznangel3.bsky.social's long-running appeal for my wife and me.
It has been a pretty tough month and we are still looking for funds to get us to the end of next month.
Even if you're unable support us financially, please consider re-posting this link.
It has been a pretty tough month and we are still looking for funds to get us to the end of next month.
Even if you're unable support us financially, please consider re-posting this link.
Donate to Support a Voyage to Find Home, organized by Liz Cullinane
Hello, my name is Liz Cullinane and for the past four years, I have been inspired to raise… Liz Cullinane needs your support for Support a Voyage to Find Home
www.gofundme.com
November 27, 2025 at 9:01 PM
Please, please read our latest update to @liznangel3.bsky.social's long-running appeal for my wife and me.
It has been a pretty tough month and we are still looking for funds to get us to the end of next month.
Even if you're unable support us financially, please consider re-posting this link.
It has been a pretty tough month and we are still looking for funds to get us to the end of next month.
Even if you're unable support us financially, please consider re-posting this link.
Reposted by c.c. o'hanlon
From childhood onwards, I have seen how money and power will push climate change into the back of the political cupboard for the convenience of profit, to maintain the status quo. No issue has broken my faith in political process than this pissing on the future of the planet.
November 13, 2025 at 1:05 AM
From childhood onwards, I have seen how money and power will push climate change into the back of the political cupboard for the convenience of profit, to maintain the status quo. No issue has broken my faith in political process than this pissing on the future of the planet.
Reposted by c.c. o'hanlon
A lovely (and funny) anecdote out of Ronald Johnson’s 1976 Vort interview, conducted by Barry Alpert (reprinted in _Ronald Johnson: Life and Works_ (National Poetry Foundation, 2008)). I would love to read a collection of the letters exchanged between Ian Hamilton Finlay and Johnson.
November 26, 2025 at 1:53 PM
A lovely (and funny) anecdote out of Ronald Johnson’s 1976 Vort interview, conducted by Barry Alpert (reprinted in _Ronald Johnson: Life and Works_ (National Poetry Foundation, 2008)). I would love to read a collection of the letters exchanged between Ian Hamilton Finlay and Johnson.
"The music seemed timeless. Soon I was floating out on the floor, feeling the syncopated horns and strings, galvanising my thinning muscles. I was still the old modernist, making moves I didn’t know I still had in me."
A.J. Lees regains his Northern Soul in Blackpool.
@thearsonista.bsky.social
A.J. Lees regains his Northern Soul in Blackpool.
@thearsonista.bsky.social
Tangerine Coast by A.J. Lees
The North Shore, Blackpool. All photos by Stefan Svennson. Every year, in the last week of June, the mills, engine rooms, and coal mines in Oldham closed down, and an exodus followed. My great-gran…
burninghousepress.com
November 26, 2025 at 4:59 PM
"The music seemed timeless. Soon I was floating out on the floor, feeling the syncopated horns and strings, galvanising my thinning muscles. I was still the old modernist, making moves I didn’t know I still had in me."
A.J. Lees regains his Northern Soul in Blackpool.
@thearsonista.bsky.social
A.J. Lees regains his Northern Soul in Blackpool.
@thearsonista.bsky.social
My last days as guest editor @thearsonista.bsky.social, marked by a flurry of publication.
My sincere thanks to @miggyangel.bsky.social for the opportunity and to all the November contributors for your inspiring works.
burninghousepress.com
My sincere thanks to @miggyangel.bsky.social for the opportunity and to all the November contributors for your inspiring works.
burninghousepress.com
November 26, 2025 at 1:14 PM
My last days as guest editor @thearsonista.bsky.social, marked by a flurry of publication.
My sincere thanks to @miggyangel.bsky.social for the opportunity and to all the November contributors for your inspiring works.
burninghousepress.com
My sincere thanks to @miggyangel.bsky.social for the opportunity and to all the November contributors for your inspiring works.
burninghousepress.com
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I wrote on the circumstances that led me to my first trip at sea - (four months sailing in the caribbean(!))- I hope you’ll read, thanks very much to @ccohanlon.bsky.social for publishing my piece
"The strangest thing about traveling for a long time is the return. Your descent back into your old life and old patterns feels like a direct confrontation with your past self."
New Orleans artist and tattoist @lake.bsky.social on her random impulse to go to sea.
[via @thearsonista.bsky.social]
New Orleans artist and tattoist @lake.bsky.social on her random impulse to go to sea.
[via @thearsonista.bsky.social]
Glittering Metals by Lake Sleep
Sailing in the Caribbean Sea changed me, it’s true. I hold the memories delicately in my fingers wherever I go. . . . March 29, 2024, in New Orleans, Louisiana: things at the tattoo shop hadn’t pan…
burninghousepress.com
November 26, 2025 at 3:01 AM
I wrote on the circumstances that led me to my first trip at sea - (four months sailing in the caribbean(!))- I hope you’ll read, thanks very much to @ccohanlon.bsky.social for publishing my piece
"I didn’t sleep. Instead, I spent much of the 12-hour journey videoing out the conveniently placed window in my sleeping compartment."
Nick Stewart on the night train from London to the Scottish Highlands, in 2020.
[via @thearsonista.bsky.social]
Nick Stewart on the night train from London to the Scottish Highlands, in 2020.
[via @thearsonista.bsky.social]
Night Train by Nick Stewart
Video, audio, and piano by Nick Stewart In March 2020, I needed a break and booked the Caledonian Sleeper Train from London to the Scottish highlands. But, on the third and last day, walking on a w…
burninghousepress.com
November 26, 2025 at 12:44 PM
"I didn’t sleep. Instead, I spent much of the 12-hour journey videoing out the conveniently placed window in my sleeping compartment."
Nick Stewart on the night train from London to the Scottish Highlands, in 2020.
[via @thearsonista.bsky.social]
Nick Stewart on the night train from London to the Scottish Highlands, in 2020.
[via @thearsonista.bsky.social]
"I wandered down a path without any sense (nor care) of where I was going. No purpose, no intention, no destination — a random walk in the dark."
anna f., aka @kimcarsons4.bsky.social, on her new, 2D adventures in mixed media.
[via @thearsonista.bsky.social]
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anna f., aka @kimcarsons4.bsky.social, on her new, 2D adventures in mixed media.
[via @thearsonista.bsky.social]
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this by anna f.
Photos/artwork by anna f. All this started on a lonely bench at Frustration Station. There I was, sitting, with a crushing sense of defeat, of failure, and a nagging urge to engage in some kind of …
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November 26, 2025 at 12:39 PM
"I wandered down a path without any sense (nor care) of where I was going. No purpose, no intention, no destination — a random walk in the dark."
anna f., aka @kimcarsons4.bsky.social, on her new, 2D adventures in mixed media.
[via @thearsonista.bsky.social]
burninghousepress.com/2025/11/26/t...
anna f., aka @kimcarsons4.bsky.social, on her new, 2D adventures in mixed media.
[via @thearsonista.bsky.social]
burninghousepress.com/2025/11/26/t...
"The strangest thing about traveling for a long time is the return. Your descent back into your old life and old patterns feels like a direct confrontation with your past self."
New Orleans artist and tattoist @lake.bsky.social on her random impulse to go to sea.
[via @thearsonista.bsky.social]
New Orleans artist and tattoist @lake.bsky.social on her random impulse to go to sea.
[via @thearsonista.bsky.social]
Glittering Metals by Lake Sleep
Sailing in the Caribbean Sea changed me, it’s true. I hold the memories delicately in my fingers wherever I go. . . . March 29, 2024, in New Orleans, Louisiana: things at the tattoo shop hadn’t pan…
burninghousepress.com
November 26, 2025 at 2:06 AM
"The strangest thing about traveling for a long time is the return. Your descent back into your old life and old patterns feels like a direct confrontation with your past self."
New Orleans artist and tattoist @lake.bsky.social on her random impulse to go to sea.
[via @thearsonista.bsky.social]
New Orleans artist and tattoist @lake.bsky.social on her random impulse to go to sea.
[via @thearsonista.bsky.social]
"This is not an essay about psychogeography or being a flâneur, it is a question of what about settling somewhere is it that resists what is otherwise one of life’s great pleasures."
@sylvswarren.bsky.social writes about familiar walks she describes as 'mizmazes.
[via @thearsonista.bsky.social]
@sylvswarren.bsky.social writes about familiar walks she describes as 'mizmazes.
[via @thearsonista.bsky.social]
Mizmaze by Sylvia Warren
The first time I walked a city without direction was in Florence. Before that trip each day was regimented by parents—a designated set of sites to visit, walking through the streets was a chore bet…
burninghousepress.com
November 26, 2025 at 12:04 AM
"This is not an essay about psychogeography or being a flâneur, it is a question of what about settling somewhere is it that resists what is otherwise one of life’s great pleasures."
@sylvswarren.bsky.social writes about familiar walks she describes as 'mizmazes.
[via @thearsonista.bsky.social]
@sylvswarren.bsky.social writes about familiar walks she describes as 'mizmazes.
[via @thearsonista.bsky.social]
Below decks at the saloon table, sipping from a mug of hot onion soup while assessing a length of frayed electrical wiring, Ahmoudou Madassane's solo guitar riffing 'Akaline Akaline' at low volume (thanks @kimcarsons4.bsky.social), and for about three minutes, my world feels exactly as it should.
November 25, 2025 at 1:16 PM
Below decks at the saloon table, sipping from a mug of hot onion soup while assessing a length of frayed electrical wiring, Ahmoudou Madassane's solo guitar riffing 'Akaline Akaline' at low volume (thanks @kimcarsons4.bsky.social), and for about three minutes, my world feels exactly as it should.
Rain across the harbour this evening. Rain tomorrow morning. A near gale in the afternoon.
Good times.
(And we have no provisions aboard. Well done us.)
Good times.
(And we have no provisions aboard. Well done us.)
November 24, 2025 at 8:20 PM
Rain across the harbour this evening. Rain tomorrow morning. A near gale in the afternoon.
Good times.
(And we have no provisions aboard. Well done us.)
Good times.
(And we have no provisions aboard. Well done us.)
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This is an essay I wrote about music and grief and sunsets and water and grief and brothers and grief. It’d mean a hell of a lot if you set aside a little time to read it.
The Consolations of Waterloo Sunsets
mcblogs.montgomerycollege.edu/potomacrevie...
The Consolations of Waterloo Sunsets
mcblogs.montgomerycollege.edu/potomacrevie...
October 19, 2024 at 7:25 PM
This is an essay I wrote about music and grief and sunsets and water and grief and brothers and grief. It’d mean a hell of a lot if you set aside a little time to read it.
The Consolations of Waterloo Sunsets
mcblogs.montgomerycollege.edu/potomacrevie...
The Consolations of Waterloo Sunsets
mcblogs.montgomerycollege.edu/potomacrevie...