Still from Princess Kaguya anime: An old bamboo cutter in a bamboo forest, kneeling in front of a small glowing bamboo stalk from which a tiny girl appears.
the old man
sets down his axeโ
from the bamboo stalk
a tiny girl blinks
at the morning
#5lines
#FairyTales
10.03.2026 07:18
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silver needles
pulling threads of stars
across the midnight sky
#haiku
10.03.2026 08:06
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march today and i
am standing in my drive arms out
turning slowly in the blood warm wind
how many will sweep yesterday
under the radiating rug
#gogyohka #micropoetry
10.03.2026 03:22
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i have come to wade but the cold water is in turmoil warm with the smells of other people rushing past to dive into the depths
#monostich #micropoetry
10.03.2026 03:53
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a narrow path
through tall ferns~
somewhere ahead
a small bell
ringing
#tanka
10.03.2026 06:29
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in this
honeysuckle-rain
slowly
coming back
to myself
#tanka
10.03.2026 05:56
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10.03.2026 06:11
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Love this so much! ๐ I love the progression from the dark, quiet (winter) tower into the bright, bird-song spring. Bird-song spring is a tiny poem all on its own. Thank you so much, Kris.๐โจ๏ธ
no crown now
only morning light
in her loose hair;
the whole meadow ringing
with bird-song spring
10.03.2026 05:45
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I am the glitch
beneath
the lightning
flash.
The endless sea
that reflects the
sky back to
itself.
I am the vessel,
the body,
the vehicle,
the receiverโ
for ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ
that creates
outside
of
my atmosphere.
#VSS365 #Poetry #Poem
#BlueskyPoetry #ThrowbackPoem
10.03.2026 00:08
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drag racing the moon
down an empty highway
don't leave me behind
#haiku #senryu
10.03.2026 00:53
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The princess
in the tower finds
a spiral staircase
and walks down and down
into bird-song spring
Today's #tanka for #UnknownFairyTales is especially for @joypops.bsky.social
09.03.2026 20:13
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Multi-bloomed daffodils in a pot, with egg-yolk orange centers.
Next, the heirloom daffodils are going strong--this is a 19th century variety called "Gloriosus." VERY fragrant, to the point of being mildly disturbing. Those are muscari making their way up around the daffs and the neighbors' star jasmine snaking around the fence to say hello.
09.03.2026 23:50
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my first published fiction since.... high school maybe?? im getting wild at the Hydra
09.03.2026 23:47
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An Edward Gorey drawing showing a morose looking black bird on a branch. He (and this feels very much like a he) is pointing downwards with one scraggly wing, and looking straight ahead with debt-filled eyes. His beak is long and sharp, like winter on the Great Plains. He is pointing with his right wing, but this means he is pointing to your left. Your wicked, sinister side. This is no accident. The Bird makes no such mistakes. But he is talking, and the text tells us that he is saying, "Beware of this and that."
Honestly, you feel his message in your bones.
Some days I just feel like this Edward Gorey bird gets it.
09.03.2026 23:42
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My photo shows a Roman floor mosaic depicting an octopus. The octopus is composed of small black tesserae (tiles) and has eight writhing arms with suckers and narrow curling tips. It is set against a white tesserae background. Octopus detail from a monochrome marine mosaic featuring Triton with a cherub and various sea creatures, including the octopus, dolphins and a cuttlefish, at the womenโs changing room at the Central Baths in Herculaneum.
Spectacular octopus from the floor of the womenโs changing room at the Central Baths in ancient Herculaneum.
๐ท by me
#MosaicMonday
#Archaeology
09.03.2026 14:02
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09.03.2026 23:43
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the path
if it is one
keeps changing
from light
to shadow
from shadow
to thought
and back
to the simple
fact
of ground
underfoot
i had wanted
direction
but what comes
is smaller
and stranger
a widening
inside
the ordinary
#poetry
09.03.2026 23:07
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#poem
she tells her neighbor
to please be quiet
for the moon
and the moonflowers
have been talking all night
and she really wants to hear it
09.03.2026 22:32
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Photograph of the bleached white shell of a rather large land snail about 3 centimeters, a bit more than inch long, perfect spiral facing the viewer. It sits on a blond wood tabletop.
when I die, I hope
that something beautiful
remains behind
#haiku #shahai #haiga
09.03.2026 23:34
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Jewish-Arab group fundraises for shelters in Bedouin towns in Israel's south
While Bedouin Communities Have One Shelter per 50,000 Residents, a Nearby Jewish Israeli City Has One per 270; Arab-Jewish Group Standing Together Launches a Shelter Fundraiser: 'Israel Started the Wa...
When sirens sound, every child deserves somewhere safe to run.
Jewish & Arab activists from Standing Together are raising funds and bringing bomb shelters to Bedouin communities in Israelโs south whoโve long been left without protection.
09.03.2026 20:36
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Stop ๐ having ๐ unrealistic ๐ body ๐ standards ๐ for ๐ camels ๐
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all down the dark road
soft-cheeked little indoor moons
shine through the curtains
09.03.2026 21:32
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Ah, I hope you felt better as the day wore on and will recover soon!
09.03.2026 21:07
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stripped of snow
the body of March lies bare
to the blinding sun
#haiku #revision
09.03.2026 16:59
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Socialization #23: Family Art Museum Visit
Another pietร . A French queen. A Hollywood staple
by Annie Leibovitz. A princess in velvet adorned on a chaise.
A widow weeping. A glamorous starlet. Another queen.
In the art museum, a mind is an envelope.
Each painting falls in. A child is the imageโs first
communicant. We read the captions to ourselves.
When men speak of the unborn angels,
I suspect an immaculate flesh bore them
privately. Everything private is mistaken for
preciousness. A hernia hidden beneath a corset.
All beings are bourne by a laboring body. Life is artโs
spite. The womb that gets used finds no respite.
Everything private is mistaken for // preciousness.
Alina Stefanescu @alinaetc.bsky.social
09.03.2026 18:50
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Photo of brown t-shirt with the stylized illustration of a blue jay perched on gray branch amid pink dogwood blooms with gold centers.
Picture of a bright orange t-shirt in close up to see a very colorful frog surrounded by brightly-colored dots in an abstract pattern. The frog is basically dark brown but is covered with dashes and dots in bright colors to form pleasing patterns.
Black tshirt with an illustration in white of a raccoon standing on its hind legs with its front paws raised above its snarling face. The words Fix Your Heart are spread between its paws in the blue, white, and pink colors of the trans flag.
Photo of a light purple t-shirt with the image in white of an octopus with impossibly long arms that are all tangled together.
Big #threadless sale going on!
Basic tees from $13 plus up to 40% off other merch like caps, notebooks, greeting cards, throw pillows! I have lots of fun designs! Perceive my stuff! ๐
whistberry.threadless.com
09.03.2026 19:54
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Daylight Savings Time
explaining to the dog
she should still be sleeping
09.03.2026 19:55
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My advertising algorithm
is trying to convince me,
Buy bulletproof backpacks
for my preschool-aged boys.
See the lightning design,
bogo while supplies last.
That's the poem,
that's it...
Bulletproof
backpacks.
#free40 #promptcombo #vss365 #lightning #poem #poetry #micropoem #micropoetry
09.03.2026 20:00
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