poetry

Available 15th of August at https://finboroughtheatre.co.uk/production/remember-your-lovers-the-poetry-of-sidney-keyes/ #Theatre #Poetry

==Unspent Dawns==

I arrived to you as a harbor battered by its own waves,
salt‑scored, muttering to gulls that never answered.
In your quiet courtyard my storms fell silent—
we planted lemons in the clay and their small roots
took hold the way forgiveness does: unseen, unhurried.

I walked the corridors of myself, lantern lifted,
so the dark could witness me no different
than the noon‑bright street.
Each shadow I carried bent to its knees,
learning the discipline of light.
I saw the old currents of impulse go quiet,
not hushed by force but eased by vigilance.

I traced the geometry of hearts:
how delicately they tilt toward ruin.
Still I braced their trembling arches
with words braided from breath and vow,
hoisting strangers’ mornings on my shoulders
though their replies fell cold and unyielding.

A silence grew intelligent between us—
naming absences, polishing regret—
the error named is already softer.
I studied its chipped syllables like a scholar
rubbing dust from a shard of amphora,
footnoting apology upon each fracture
forging now a lexicon of healing.

I stood naked before my own pulse,
counting each weakness the way a diver
counts breaths before the plunge:
one for fear, one for pride,
another for the hot coal of a hasty tongue.
Yet I did not turn away; the sea was instruction,
its pressure a promise to surface true.

And I loved—God, I loved—
with a rope that had no knots for pulling away.
I gave breadth, I gave shelter,
but would not barter the marrow of my tenderness
for hands careless with its fragility.
When neglect arrived dressed as devotion,
I slipped my name from that weave of thorns.

The horizon blistered, then brightened—
metal sundered into light.
I gathered yesterday’s shards,
turned them until they glittered,
and stitched them into the lining of the coat I would wear to leave.

So here is my leaving:
not a retreating tide, but a river
reaching its mouth—salty, yes,
yet opening to a vaster blue.
I walk, cedar‑scented, luminous with bruise,
my pockets filled with unspent dawns.
I call this heartbreak, and I call it victory,
for I am the man who learned
to guard the world from his own storms,
to stand readable as daylight,
to lift, to care, to cradle, to mend,
to declare his cracked places,
to sprint toward the roar in the dark,
to sharpen his wondering mind,
and to love without chains—
while never again accepting iron
masquerading as a kiss.

I keep the lemons thriving.
Their blossoms remind the night air
that bitterness, too, can flower.

-- Jeffrey Phillips Freeman

#Poem #poetry #writing

Gebärdenpoesie: Mit den Händen singen

Mit Workshops und Auftritten bringt Ines Helke Menschen zusammen, die sonst selten miteinander ins Gespräch kommen: Hörende und Gehörlose. Gebärdenpoesie macht die Kulturlandschaft inklusiver. Von Annika Röhrs.

➡️ https://www.tagesschau.de/kultur/gebaerdenpoesie-100.html?at_medium=mastodon&amp%3Bat_campaign=tagesschau.de

#Gebärdensprache #Poesie

#poetry

...
Then out spake brave Horatius,
The Captain of the gate:
‘To every man upon this earth
Death cometh soon or late.
And how can man die better
Than facing fearful odds,
For the ashes of his fathers,
And the temples of his Gods,

‘And for the tender mother
Who dandled him to rest,
And for the wife who nurses
His baby at her breast,
And for the holy maidens
Who feed the eternal flame,
To save them from false Sextus
That wrought the deed of shame?

‘Hew down the bridge, Sir Consul,
With all the speed ye may;
I, with two more to help me,
Will hold the foe in play.
In yon strait path a thousand
May well be stopped by three.
Now who will stand on either hand,
And keep the bridge with me?’
...

One of my favorites for years.

I've not been able to do #audiomo regularly , but I want to participate where opportunity strikes. So here's a recording of my poem, What...

(Text in alt, also at https://eldritch.cafe/@HauntedOwlbear/114643566970392759)

#poetry #SpokenWord #VoiceActing

It was going to be a sonnet, but we got a little greedy.

#poetry #poem

"Range contraction of the Yangtze finless porpoise inferred from classic Chinese poems", Zhang et al. 2025
https://www.cell.com/current-biology/fulltext/S0960-9822(25)00266-0

"we examine an unusual source of information: classic Chinese poetry. From 724 ancient poems containing references to the Yangtze finless porpoise (Neophocaena asiaeorientalis asiaeorientalis), we infer that the range of this subspecies has contracted by at least 65% over the past 1400 years."

#biology #porpoise #poetry

U.S. Secretary of Health and Human Services Robert F. Kennedy Jr. made a number of incorrect statements about autistic people recently, one of which was that "they'll never write a poem."

Bradley J. Irish, an autistic professor of English, writes for @TheConversationUS@newsie.social about the remarkable corpus of poetry written by autistic people, from modern poets like David Miedzianik and Adam Wolfond, to people from the past who may have been neurodivergent or autistic. Neurodivergent poet and educator Chris Martin describes working with autistic students: “Time and again, I have watched my students … grasp the hand of poetry and begin dancing like they’ve been doing it their whole lives.”

https://flip.it/4sHSTO

#Poetry #Culture #Literature #Writing #Autism #Neurodivergence

#DailyHaikuPrompt for4/27 #Lingering (North)

Slate pebbles
Lingering grays
Soft shades
Of cloud evening mist
Blossoming Cocoons

Copyright 2025 Do not use in AI

#Waka #和歌 #WakaPoetry #Haiga #俳画 #PoetryOnTheFly
#haiku #poetry #詩 #poetrycommunity
@dailyhaikuprompt@mastodon.world @poetry.a.gup.pe #NMPrompts
#Photography #マストドン写真部 #写真
#urbanphotography #都市写真
#Spring #春 #PussyWillow #かわやなぎ

150. Geburtstag von Rilke: Der Klangzauberer bewegt bis heute

Seine Worte werden in sozialen Netzwerken rezitiert, Stars tragen sie auf der Haut. Der Dichter Rainer Maria Rilke bleibt bis heute - 150 Jahre nach seiner Geburt - in den Köpfen und bewegt auch jüngere Generationen. Von Julia Wacket.

➡️ https://www.tagesschau.de/kultur/literatur-rilke-jubilaeum-100.html?at_medium=mastodon&amp%3Bat_campaign=tagesschau.de

#Rilke #RainerMariaRilke #Literatur #Poesie

#poetry

And so say all of us, @brianbilston@mastodon.online

#Poetry #Culture #BrianBilston #Poem

your best men die in alleys
under a sheet of paper
while your worst men
get statues in parks
for pigeons to shit upon for
centuries.

-Charles Bukowski

#poetry #bukowski

On the third anniversary of Russia's full-scale invasion of Ukraine, U2 vocalist Bono performed an excerpt from Taras Shevchenko's poem "To the Dead, the Living, and the Unborn..." to the accompaniment of a piano.

He called Shevchenko the poet who defined the concept of Ukrainian-ness.

"All who believe in freedom and sense the jeopardy we Europeans now find ourselves in are not sleeping easily on this, the third anniversary of the invasion,"

• Bono
  #AureFreePress #News #press #u2 #Bono #poetry

📙 "Something About Living" by Lena Khalaf Tuffaha

A collection of poems about Palestine. What a great read. There's a lot of sadness and anger, but not passively, it energizes you, it's the kind that doesn't look away from all of the violence and somehow still manages to see the beauty of life too.

Usually I read poem collections slowly, just a few poems per day. I read this in one sitting. Every poem was so well written, every last sentence such a perfect closure, that every time I finished one I just sat there thinking '...just one more, please'. This continued for all 80 pages. No regrets, would do again (probably will, soon).

#FreePalestine #AmReading #poetry

“If I Must Die” : le livre posthume de Refaat Alareer, #poète #palestinien tué par Israël https://search.app/ogcsy3SBQg3ijkcq5
Tué par l’armée israélienne en décembre 2023, le poète gazaoui Refaat #Alareer est devenu un symbole. Son livre posthume paraît en anglais le 3 décembre : “If I Must Die” reprend notamment ses #poèmes écrits sous les violents bombardements israéliens #poesie #gaza #Palestine

Le corps du poète vient d'être retrouvé

#poetry

I stare at the bruise
as ice thins and flowers choose
shape - I select mine

#VssPoem - #bruise
#vss365 - #nexus
#BlueSkyRelay - #WindowShopping
#DailyHaikuPrompt - thin ice
#WritingCommunity #poetry #haiku
#NaHaiWriMo

#KBFPhotography #MobilePhonePhotography #Photography
#FotoVorschlag - 'Punkte - Dots / Points'

@brianbilston@mastodon.online knows what's what.

#Poetry #PoetryCommunity #BrianBilston #January

Listen to Latif Askia Ba's poem "22 septembre" here: https://soundcloud.com/brooklynpoets/latif-askia-ba-22-septembre
His collection The Choireic Period is out now in Milkweed Editions' exciting new Multiverse series.
#disabilityPoetics #poetry #literature #cerebralPalsy #reading #contemporaryPoetry #brooklynPoetry

Best of 2024, from Gabriel Fine: “As I scroll through news and social media feeds so overwhelming as to become numbing, I ask: How can I hold myself near, how can I keep #Palestine at the mantle of my heart?”
https://www.texasobserver.org/palestine-israel-texas-poetry-gaza/

#culture #poetry #Houston #GulfCoast #Texas #HumanRights

What an incredible honour to have my haiku nominated for both The Touchstone Award for Individual Poem and The Red Moon Press Anthology 2024 by #Femkumag! Thank you so much, Rowan Beckett Minor and Vandana Parashar!

#haiku #poetry #poetrycommunity #poem #writing #writingcommunity #amwriting #TouchstoneAward #RedMoonPressAnthology

Gabriel Cantú Westendarp has published five collections of poetry, including Naturaleza muerta (2011); Poemas del árbol (2009); El filo de la playa (2007); El efecto (2006); and Material peligroso (2015), in which these poems appear. She has also published a novel called Hamburgo en alguna parte (2016). She won the Ramón López Velarde National Poetry Prize in 2012 for Material peligroso (2015). She also co-founded the magazine Otra Orilla and works at the Metropolitan University of Monterrey.

#100refutations #mexico

Esraa Elbanna is a student of English literature living in the Gaza Strip, Palestine.

An artist and a writer, she says “Words are my way of expressing art, which exists to remind you of what you can learn about different peoples and what you can tell them about yourself.”

She adds, “I fully realize that reading what other people have thought can help us form our own judgments about life.”

Current as of October 2024

#palestine #humanRights

source: https://cld.bz/users/user-N5y4U8g/Trafika-Europe-Quarterly/TE16-Turkish-Delight/212/ #turkey #turkish #kurdish #humanRights

Gabriel Cantú Westendarp has published five collections of poetry, including Naturaleza muerta (2011); Poemas del árbol (2009); El filo de la playa (2007); El efecto (2006); and Material peligroso (2015), in which these poems appear. She has also published a novel called Hamburgo en alguna parte (2016). She won the Ramón López Velarde National Poetry Prize in 2012 for Material peligroso (2015). She also co-founded the magazine Otra Orilla and works at the Metropolitan University of Monterrey.

#100refutations #mexico