Donna Vorreyer week continues with this beauty

POEM 327: "Language Only Heaven Understands" by Donna Vorreyer @djvorreyer.bsky.social

drunken wedding guests slur apologies
for eating all the frosting roses with their hands

the silent syllables of a skull, its unhinged jaw
open like a mute and welcoming hand

stonecirclereview.com/language-only

I'm not much of a villain, so it took me a while to submit...but the first one started with a @petermurphy.bsky.social Getaway prompt, & the second one from @saltpeterdraws.bsky.social's beautiful prompt deck.

Thanks, @charlesjensen.bsky.social, for giving these nasty little poems a home.

Thank you

A powerful poem by @readinstead.bsky.social from @sixthfinch.bsky.social sixthfinch.com/beloff1.html

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In case you missed it yesterday with the outage...

Overheard just now: don't use the big words if you can't use the little ones.

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in case you missed it yesterday

Let me know when you are heading to NYC and I will see how many readings I can set up for you.

Copy of the poetry collection Paper Pistol by Raphael Jenkins

Golden hour In lieu of a burial ground, I pray my son's hands will be a birthing place. May his now tiny fists grow to know no face to call home. May dapping up his homies be the only tyranny his knuckles knock into this world —that is, of course, unless a motherfucker needs to have the lights knocked out across their entire country because their native tongue is one that speaks of my son's as a dead one. I come from a place where no one flashes a fist unless they intend to throw the thing, & so I tell him how many blocks we chased them boys to make good on our promises, & I hope by this he knows I mean: violence is a commitment that will make you run 'til your lungs ache, & then keep going, ergo, he who commits to violence will always be running. My boy has two dogs whom he loves to taunt, so I know he knows a useful dummy will chase whatever it feels is going too fast, bearing teeth instinctively, even though it knows you're perfectly harmless.

A prose poem for April 15th: "Golden Hour" from the INCREDIBLE new book, Paper Pistol by @ralpheeboi.bsky.social. No joke—get yourself a copy of this book.

We invite you to attend our Zoom Launch Party for our Spring issue on Wednesday, 4/22 at 7 p.m. EST—please RSVP to the form in the link: forms.gle/fbGcfUjtMh7r...

We are excited to announce the release of our Spring 2026 issue, live now on our website! It is linked in our bio, and make sure to check out the authors & artists tagged.

@toddedillard.bsky.social, @madelinparsley.bsky.social, @taylorfthiel.bsky.social, @readinstead.bsky.social

the painting "Gas" by Edward Hopper

Very happy to have another poem in @thedodgemag.bsky.social for their Spring issue:

thedodgemag.com/spring-2026-...

Michael Metivier Bloodroot I know my leaf is not so bold as others’ are who beg their branches cervicorn for others’ light though I remain content upon the forest floor with mesophyll in armored sleep all summer’s night and in the fall witness my green desaturate accepting winter’s thinning without ire for in spring my greenness unfurls from the same deep place— in spring my god is not the sun but aperture.

Two bloodroot flowers emerging from the forest floor and in bloom. Each has eight distinct white petals surrounding a yellow center, and around each stem is a protective green leaf that can close up around it.

My poem “Bloodroot” in this fall’s issue of @orionmagazine.bsky.social. Love to think of all the ephemerals preparing for spring beneath the soil. It won’t be long. It’s never long. Spring will come.

The Individual - The Dodge

I’ve got a new story in @thedodgemag.bsky.social today, thanks to @addisonzeller.bsky.social ! He’s not with The Dodge anymore, but he’s still in my top ten.

Read it at your own risk.

thedodgemag.com/spring-2026-...

Ah, sorry. Yes, the Dodge is great.

It is in the MoMa in NYC

Mitchell Nobis's 'The Size of the Horizon, Or, I Explained Everything to the Trees' reviewed by P.W. Bridgman - Plume Mitchell Nobis, The Size of the Horizon, Or, I Explained Everything to the Trees. Match Factory Editions Ltd., 2025. Reviewed by P.W. Bridgman   American poet Mitchell Nobis informs his readers, early...

Here, have a one-stop shopping post of my recent poetry stuff!

1. Book reviewed in Plume:
plumepoetry.com/mitchell-nob...

2. New poem in Inscape:
inscape.byu.edu/2026/04/09/u...

3. Reading this Saturday a half-hour from where I grew up:
www.schulerbooks.com/event/nation...

"the product—the progress!—of imperial red gleaming
in the last of it, this day and place,"

@readinstead.bsky.social up at @thedodgemag.bsky.social 💙

the painting "Gas" by Edward Hopper

Very happy to have another poem in @thedodgemag.bsky.social for their Spring issue:

thedodgemag.com/spring-2026-...

Statement of Teaching Philosophy Amritha Selvarajaguru is a first-year grad student working towards her MFA in Poetry at the School of the Arts Institute of Chicago, who aspires to be an English teacher one day. She is deeply inspire...

Check out the lastest publication at @porcupinelit.bsky.social

www.porcupineliterary.com/post/stateme...

If you are a teacher who writes about teaching, you should submit work to us!

Thank you.

Gonna keep sharing this one...

we need the experimental schools, the wacky places, the schools that don't care about grades or majors, the places that allow/empower students to create their own weird paths, to be weirdos. & yes, we need such education to occur outside/beyond the existing university structures.

Real question: are publishers not editing poetry books they accept? I am not talking about typos. I mean cutting poems that are redundant or not fully baked...

I dunno. Some of these 100 page collections would have been stronger around 80 pages...

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