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Jenevieve Carlyn
@coastalpoet.bsky.social
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Evie by the sea. Words in Parabola, River Heron, Dark Mtn, Madrid Review, Broken Spine, etc. Poetry of the Sacred Prize & CT Poet Laureate Award for Ecopoetry. Commended Mist & Mountain, Shortlisted Artemesia Arts.
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Jenevieve Carlyn @coastalpoet.bsky.social · 8d
I took two months away and I'm still not back, not fully. But it is the beginning of Advent, and this poem moves me. ❤️
Miracle Not the one who takes up his bed and walks But the ones who have known him all along And carry him in – Their shoulders numb, the ache and stoop deeplocked In their backs, the stretcher handles Slippery with sweat. And no let up Until he’s strapped on tight, made tiltable And raised to the tiled roof, then lowered for healing. Be mindful of them as they stand and wait For the burn of the paid-out ropes to cool, Their slight lightheadedness and incredulity To pass, those ones who had known him all along. Seamus Heaney (from the collection Human Chain, Faber) An image of the beach appears to the left of the poem, and the Poetry Ireland logo appears in the bottom left corner.
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Verdant mosses and sculptural lichens revelling in the recent rain at @wildlifebcn.org Old Sulehay NR.

Bendy Ditrichum, Yellow Feather-moss and Field Dog-lichen all abundant in a former limestone quarry. A range of other species found on a fallen branch in nearby ancient woodland.
Bendy Ditrichum Flexitrichum gracile, a species of dry calcareous places Bendy Ditrichum Flexitrichum gracile and Yellow Feather-moss Homalothecium lutescens, on dry calcareous soil Field Dog-lichen Peltigera rufescens growing with Bendy Ditrichum Flexitrichum gracile A lichen and moss covered fallen branch including a Bristle-moss Orthotrichum sp. and Cartilage Lichen Ramalina farinacea
December 9, 2025 at 7:10 PM
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bernp.bsky.social
Just rediscovered my grandmothers diary from 1924 !
November 26, 2025 at 10:30 AM
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A Christmas bonus book of the year.
I am proud to have one short poem in this lovely book but am ever prouder to be in the company of so many excellent writers.
So please do read this poem by Paul Short, which is far from seasonal whimsy.
December 7, 2025 at 3:42 PM
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Ladybird Artists Advent Calendar, window 8
‘Winter Farmyard’
Artist: Ronald Lampitt
On a snowy day, a small figure with his dog shines a torch as he walks past a snow-topped barn. This barn has strong echoes of ‘the repair shop’
December 8, 2025 at 8:06 AM
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junegemmell.bsky.social
The last line of ‘Bird’ is just lovely. Beautiful writing by Haia Mohammed. 💙
wasafirimag.bsky.social Wasafiri Magazine @wasafirimag.bsky.social · 4d
We are honoured to publish two new poems – 'Bird' and 'Just A Simple Life' – by Haia Mohammed, a 22-year-old poet from Khan Younis in Gaza, reflecting some of her experiences, pains, and dreams living through occupation and genocide.

Read here: buff.ly/318kw57
December 6, 2025 at 12:42 PM
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“The monks described reaching their third state as ‘a historic milestone’ in the long-distance pilgrimage.”

#WalkForPeace

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Buddhist Monks on 2,300-Mile ‘Walk for Peace’ Enter Mississippi - Darkhorse Press
The walk, led by Tykheo Tue Nhan and accompanied by a loyal dog named Aloka, is intended to promote peace, loving-kindness and compassion
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December 6, 2025 at 1:02 AM
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In 2019 a group of Bolivian indigenous women aka the “Climbing Cholitas” summitted Mount Aconcagua, Argentina (highest point - Southern Hemisphere) The women had previously worked for years as cooks for mostly rich male mountaineers. They climbed in traditional dress #WomensArt
Photo of a row of five smiling Bolivian women in colourful tops and skirts holding mountajn climbing equipment while standing on ice with a mountain ridge behind them
December 5, 2025 at 6:18 AM
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Ladybird Artists Advent Calendar
Window 7
‘Frost’
Artist: CF Tunnicliffe
A view over a ploughed field towards an ancient barn topped with snow. There is a hard hoar frost tracing cobwebs and making the going hard for the corvids in the field
December 7, 2025 at 8:26 AM
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This evening’s #holidayrobin photographed in last winter’s snow.
#BirdOfTheDay #birds #ukwildlife #EastCoastKin #photography
December 2, 2025 at 8:51 PM
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themoonunfolded.bsky.social
Ice covered roses make a sweetly fragrant rose tincture that's a great comfort through winter months 🌹
A pink rose with snow on its petals. A pink rose bud under a snow covered butterfly bush seed head. A pink rose bud with snow on its petals.
December 2, 2025 at 8:36 PM
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I ask not out of sorrow, but in wonder.

💙
Encounter Czeslaw Milosz
November 29, 2025 at 9:30 AM
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Should I keep those Winter poems coming today?
Asking my 2.4 readers
December 4, 2025 at 4:38 PM
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deborahzafer.bsky.social
Some of us need the winter poems
a woman in a blue dress is sitting on a bed in front of a window
ALT: a woman in a blue dress is sitting on a bed in front of a window
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December 4, 2025 at 4:40 PM
coastalpoet.bsky.social
I took two months away and I'm still not back, not fully. But it is the beginning of Advent, and this poem moves me. ❤️
Miracle Not the one who takes up his bed and walks But the ones who have known him all along And carry him in – Their shoulders numb, the ache and stoop deeplocked In their backs, the stretcher handles Slippery with sweat. And no let up Until he’s strapped on tight, made tiltable And raised to the tiled roof, then lowered for healing. Be mindful of them as they stand and wait For the burn of the paid-out ropes to cool, Their slight lightheadedness and incredulity To pass, those ones who had known him all along. Seamus Heaney (from the collection Human Chain, Faber) An image of the beach appears to the left of the poem, and the Poetry Ireland logo appears in the bottom left corner.
November 30, 2025 at 11:52 PM
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coastalpoet.bsky.social
'I lay before you
with the storms
of past and future—

there are more coming.
Breathe. Birds rest before they soar.'
July 28, 2025 at 5:12 PM
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'Resting Fox' by UK printmaker Sarah Bays #WomensArt
Print featuring a curled up sleeping fox on leaves and among branches of a bush
September 21, 2025 at 6:13 AM
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This Sunday…
November 27, 2025 at 10:12 PM
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From Midnight…for 48hours

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November 29, 2025 at 7:32 AM
coastalpoet.bsky.social
For #Promptcombo #Characters & #PromptTheme #Amphibian, a poem for my grandmother, whose roots were in northern Italy's Piedmont region.

Thank you to hosts:
@rfsmith.bsky.social
@thepaulconnolly.bsky.social*

*a very last minute post, so sharing only for fun 🪷

'Kin' in Heimat Review, Jan. 2023
A photo collage for my 'Kin' poem, featuring (clockwise): a gnarled apple tree, a chiffchaff, yellow lilies, and pink apple blossoms. Kin In the evenings, we walked to the soft silver pines, tucking tufts and wisps into the branches for the winged convocations of the downy-wise—to covet, to be taken up into the mysteries, woven with leaves and lichen, moss, feathers, twigs, spun silk: entwined. My grandmother wore her hair in a swirl above her head, like a yellow lily resting on a pond, and we never saw a frog hop out, but in the springtime, it was an ever-present possibility: a small amphibian might appear, viridian as a river rock, to sit and sing to the moon. If a song thrush thatched a hermitage, a peasant’s castle in the knotted boughs of the old crabapple, or if a chiffchaff overwintered in my braid, then I could learn the avian folkways, knowing when my feathered kin was jubilant or tired, and needed rest from prophesying; Whole ecologies would branch and bloom around us: orchards swirling, a braided nest.
September 30, 2025 at 9:01 PM
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255/500 by tonight! Thank you so much to @janeburn.bsky.social for this beautiful painting of two Palestinian sunbirds. And to you, reading this: you can help. Please, please do.
On the left is a watercolor painting of two sunbirds, one male and one female, perched on a branch together. The male sunbird is brightly colored in turquoise, blue, purple, green, and brown and facing to the right, with dark orange paint behind him. The female sunbird is subtly colored in dark browns, tans, and grays and faces left, with dark turquoise paint behind her. The text reads “Help displaced families in Mawasi: displaced families are pouring into Mawasi with empty hands and empty stomachs. With your help, we can continue to feed them, comfort their children, and remind them they are not forgotten.” At the bottom is the link https://chuffed.org/project/mawasi-project
September 21, 2025 at 6:52 PM
coastalpoet.bsky.social
A lovely tribute for a treasured musical instrument. 🎼
matt-guntrip-music.bsky.social Matt Guntrip @matt-guntrip-music.bsky.social · Sep 14
For #smallpoemsunday my mum’s piano arrived at my daughter’s place where I’m staying. Though willing neither of her sons can look after it..
Bechstein The piano cherished bypassed her sons, accommodation issues and discord too much for melody and found its way to a grand daughter where art can rest à côté de l’amour Matt Guntrip
September 19, 2025 at 5:52 PM
coastalpoet.bsky.social
I turned 43 yesterday. Birthdays are awkward, but the world being what it is, I felt grateful. What do I hope for in the second half of life? Peace, family, friendship, love, animals, plants, a real home. Openness, trust, safety, gentleness, warmth. Poetry too, but my heart is in these other things.
rideintothesunset.bsky.social Gloria @rideintothesunset.bsky.social · Sep 19
Morning peace. Sun rises through mist on a happy horse.
Gema, the bay paso fino mare, is easy to spot in the pasture, although she is still in deep shade as the sun just starts to light up the tops of the trees and morning mist/fog lightly blankets the land.
September 19, 2025 at 8:58 AM
coastalpoet.bsky.social
What a beautiful poem. Such strong imagery. Taking us all into the deep end with that ending!
andywilliamson.com Andy Williamson @andywilliamson.com · Sep 15
Thanks to @thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social for today's #promptcombo #history, not had much time so re-worked something old and, I think, rather tenuous! #poetry #poems (apologies for the Antipodean use of 'chips', please read 'crisps' if it offends 😀)
Swimming lessons at the new pool where you took me on winter evenings transforming me into proto-selkie before hot tea and chips from the machine the pool is still there not as pristine the vending machine broken a phone call came to tell me you were gone and I remembered how you encouraged me to become someone I could believe in
September 15, 2025 at 3:42 PM
coastalpoet.bsky.social
So much heaviness right now, expressed meaningfully here. I especially appreciated the part about the t-shirt in Kyiv: 'Just be kind.' Yes, sometimes it's all we can do. Also, the reminders at the end. We have to keep trying to find a way through. 💙
September 15, 2025 at 3:32 PM
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coastalpoet.bsky.social
To not be afraid to ask questions for clarity, and to appreciate whatever answer comes in return. To respect where other people are in their lives, and to still stand in your own integrity and truth. To stay on your path. To be a friend. To grow.
coastalpoet.bsky.social Jenevieve Carlyn @coastalpoet.bsky.social · Aug 5
This, everywhere at all times, is how I would want to try to live:
To care deeply about things that matter, and let everything else go. Of the things that matter, to speak honesty & openly, whether it is about a genocide or any other thing. To be transparent; to offer yourself to others in this way.
August 5, 2025 at 10:43 AM