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Like Honey, Parentheses Journal (2022)
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Illustration Cloud With Bucket István Orosz (1951) Hungarian graphic artist, illustrator, poster artist and animation filmmaker
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All my friends are finding new beliefs. This one converts to Catholicism and this one to trees. In a highly literary and hitherto religiously-indifferent Jew God whomps on like a genetic generator.
Paleo, Keto, Zone, South Beach, Bourbon. Exercise regimens so extreme she merges with machine. One man marries a woman twenty years younger and twice in one brunch uses the word verdant; another’s brick-fisted belligerence gentles into dementia, and one, after a decade of finical feints and teases like a sandpiper at the edge of the sea, decides to die.
Priesthoods and beasthoods, sombers and glees, high-styled renunciations and avocations of dirt, sobrieties, satieties, pilgrimages to the very bowels of being ...
All my friends are finding new beliefs and I am finding it harder and harder to keep track of the new gods and the new loves, and the old gods and the old loves, and the days have daggers, and the mirrors motives, and the planet’s turning faster and faster in the blackness, and my nights, and my doubts, and my friends, my beautiful, credible friends.
- Christian Wiman -
Source: Poetry (January 2020)
#Christian Wiman#All My Friends Are Finding New Beliefs#Poetry Magazine#poem#poetry#my favorites#words and writing#István Orosz
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There was an agony in ripening which becomes irrelevant at last to ripeness.
— Wendell Berry, from "The Handing Down," excerpted in Poetry Magazine
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Ceremony by Robert Pinsky in Poetry Magazine February 2016
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While I force myself to take a break from writing fics and headcanons before I get fully burnt out on it, I would really appreciate if yall could check out this poetry magazine two of my friends from uni have just started!!!
The poetry published is wonderful and they're accepting submissions right now! If you need someone to vouch for them, I can vouch for both of them and the quality of the work they publish! One of the editors was an editor with me on my uni's creative writing magazine for third year, and the other editor won the creative writing award for their amazing work!
Guidelines and more about the magazine is under the link and even if you don't wanna submit anything, I would love it if you could give the poems a read!
Please give this a reblog so other writers and poetry lovers can give it a look and maybe even submit a poem!
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....we need to write it weird, sing it in an imaginary key, headspin it in the opposite direction. Do whatever we must in order to enact the kind of art we want, whether the wind is whistling its tune or not, so that this year can be one of possibility instead of inevitability.
—Adrian Matejka, from the January/February 2024 Poetry Magazine Editor's Note
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#just read this guy's book today and#fuck#palestinian writers#palestine#free palestine#palestinian poetry#palestinian people#palestinian history#I feel like stuff like this a good reminder#of how Long this has been going on for#nakba#palestinian authors#arab#arab writers#muslim#muslim writers#arab history#poetry#poetry magazine#anti colonialism#decolonization
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Alone in the Pacific
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Pinky the fairy is a small giant, raising newts in her ears. She lives in Fountain named by Duchamp. In the corner of the memory warehouse. Ground floor of Invective Laboratory. Where the ceiling lights are broken.
Dr. Murmur, the director of the laboratory. Suffering from passion withdrawal, he hums in the cracked mirror fascinated by the neurons firing the rhythmic signals.
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images: hiromi suzuki
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Note: Alone in the Pacific is a part of the first poetry collection Ms. cried – 77 poems by hiromi suzuki (kisaragi publishing, 2013 ISBN978-4-901850-42-1). The poems written in Japanese have been translated by hiromi suzuki, 2023.
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Alone in the Pacific / Hiromi Suzuki
© poetry by hiromi suzuki, 2023
published in RIC Journal (September 29, 2023)
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via RIC Journal
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Jenny George (pub. in POETRY, 2018)
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Y’all!!!
Two more of my poems have been accepted for publication!! This time by a queer UK-based magazine called Snowflake magazine. My work will appear in their Anthology Issue II which is now available for preorder!
Go get your copy!!
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#nicole mae#poet#poetry#poetry magazine#indie magazine#magazine#lit mags#canadian poetry#queer poetry#poets on tumblr#poem#love poem#digital magazine
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#mario melendez#future memories#poetry foundation#poetry magazine#poem#poetry#academia#academia aesthetic#dead poets society#dead poets society aesthetic#literature
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James Merrill began this beautiful poem in December 1994 and completed it in a hospital bed in February 1995, shortly before he died from an AIDS-related illness. It appeared in Poetry magazine later the same year.
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He trusts the changes of the sun and air: dung and carrion made dirt, richness that forgets what it was.
He knows, if he can hold out long enough, the good is given its chance.
— Wendell Berry, from "The Handing Down," excerpted in Poetry Magazine
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After a While, You Win: Death Pastoral by Elena Karina Byrne in Poetry Magazine February 2016
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I've been experiencing so much anxiety lately, it feels like I'm losing my mind. I'm dangerously untethered, restless, out of breath, shaky. I know this poem is on the AIDS crisis but all I can think of right now is "Sweet heart. Don't stop. / Breathe in. Breathe out."
#Melvin dixon#aids crisis#poem#literature#sweet heart don't stop. breathe in breathe out#poetry magazine
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