1. A poem that tends to pop into your head
It’s Not Like Nikola Tesla Knew All of Those People Were Going To Die by Hanif Abdurriqib
2. One line from a song
‘And the fall's getting cold, you try to catch salt air in an envelope
So you can send it home, sit by the bay alone, sun on your skin’
from Oldest Daughter by The Wonder Years
3. One line from a movie
“No hay banda, and yet we hear a band”
from Mullholand Drive (a quote I actually named a poem after a while back)
4. A word you about for fear of its overuse
I’m generally quite straightforward with my use of language but Love and Death are both very big concepts to fit into words in such common use so I tend to write around them when it makes sense
5. One word that describes me (metaphorically) No explanation
Abstracted
I’m not tagging anyone but if any followers want to post one @ me so I can read it!
For the Poetically Inclined...
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A poem that tends to pop into your head?- The Orange by Wendy Cope, i carry your heart, e.e. cummings
One line from a song-
I see you suddenly alive
And nearly smiling
Stop and hold my breath
And watch the way we used to be
Nightwindows by the weakerthans
One line from a movie- "I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti." Silence of The Lambs
A word you avoid for fear of its overuse?- Honestly, N/A
One word that describes me (metaphorically) No explanation.- Moody
Tagging @adamantseal
@poetrex @edamessiah @st-bullshit and anyone who wants to! No pressure 💜
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I’ve not written anything in a while but felt like posting something so here’s a poem from my Phoenix Street chapbook I wrote a couple of years ago now
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I’ve been sick and without any meaningful human contact this past week so I had to pull this poem back from some genuinely bizarre places but anyway it’s here and it’s called Traffic Sounds
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This one is called If I Ever Write Another Poem About Bob Dylan Then God Help Me and it’s uh about Bob Dylan
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hello I’ve decided that I spend too long taking and editing photos to only use my poem’s title cards on instagram so from now uploads on here will also be paired up with photography anyway this one is called Sycamore Street
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I wrote the line ‘nothing ever happens in April’ and then didn’t write anything else for two weeks so I think I proved my point anyway this poem is called Springsong
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