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Perhaps that's why I find so much contemporary literary advice frustrating. An extraordinary amount of energy is spent teaching writers how to become visible

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When the Poet Becomes the Product - The Broken Spine

The Broken Spine (SUBS OPEN)

For #PoemsAbout #OutAfterMidnight with much thanks to @alanparrywriter.co.uk and @thebrokenspine.co.uk

For #TankaThursday tanka weekly #poetry challenge June 18, 2026 this week’s prompt: weep write a tanka using prompt & include hashtag #TankaThursday #TankaPoem #micropoetry With much thanks to @evecastle.bsky.social

Soon – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon Image by Maike und Björn Bröskamp from Pixabay SoonSisal moors me tothis safe path whilestorms are passing,sometimes I resentthe shiny yellow buoy silent engineand rough sisal,soon enough will come that moment when I let slip the rope and drift along,but for…

Sifting – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon At dVerse Bjorn is hosting Open Link Night (with live edition Saturday) - the night we choose what to post. dVerse Poets - OLN Photo: found at eurekalert.org showing the excavation of a dense shell midden in the pacific north-west US. Sifting Fragments of…

weeping willow sways heavy tropical night storms littered the river offshoots waiting to take root were carried along downstream #TankaThursday weep #tanka #poetry @evecastle.bsky.social

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Have fallen off the #PoemsAbout wagon 'cos of insane work rhythm but clambering back on with a very late piece for #WrongBody and intend to get back properly settled come tomorrow. 🤞🩵 Thanks to @thebrokenspine.co.uk and @alanparrywriter.co.uk

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lamplight you ask me if i want the window open this morning. i say yes, the air flooding in – the smear of a raw throat the sky looks like a Francis Bacon painting – bacon is delicious. i flip an egg in the pan. paper grits into my earlobe – you're spreading it too thin – i glance down at the…

"alongside the deadpanned river whited-out with salinity, a triptych of three blue trees" Our latest #FridayPoem is THE STRAINS OF SURREALISM IN SAD REALITIES by John Kinsella.