We’re past the muddy middle, the pack has thinned a bit, but the daily drafts are still flying on the Bloof blog.

I’m betting some dropouts return this coming week. The pull of the group poem chat is irrrrrresistible.

click any link! gold!

PRINCE VALIUM Are you stuck in an open pavilion in a what should I do with my life sort of way Were you asking that question last year You didn’t forget to feed the birds you simply didn’t do it Where are they d…

Are you stuck in an open pavilion

in a what should I do with my life sort of way

Were you asking that question last year

—Farrah Field, on day 19

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Boys Watching Boys: Idiot Moves Once at a party I bragged about making out with a girl from Iceland. I said she was friends with Bjork. No one cared. Once at a party Moby kept going around asking everyone if they knew who he was.…

Once at a party I bragged about making out with a girl from Iceland. I said she was friends with Bjork. No one cared.

— @stevenrkarl.bsky.social on day 19

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Mats of mattering Tryer trying To story a poem Makes up names In a phone book When called They answer And hello Collapses How do you do doer How do you live Because becauser It’s been a while Not so lives Are …

Don’t you know
Aren’t you adapted

To already
Being

Waking up waker
Always tomorrowly

How many are you
Party

— @jaredwhite123.bsky.social for day 16

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The metal party Cold clone You were invited To the silver age You fretted On the margins you Courted overhearing Heard too much And let your facial expression Become your face A sort of story Storytellers tell In …

Cold clone
You were invited
To the silver age
You fretted
On the margins

— @jaredwhite123.bsky.social #poem on day 15

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Masses Drowrowrow A ghost story In ghost tongue Touch ratio Verso converter For cryptogram eye When bough bends Woods break Ecotonic Bittersweet borders Have I explained How poems cheer On roadsides Colle…

Have I explained
How poems cheer

On roadsides
Collecting refuse

Under echo bridge
Imaginary histories

Are the only kind
Equal and opposite

— @jaredwhite123.bsky.social #poem for day 14

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Likeness Exude former ude Your odes retracted Palisaded etudes Correct attitudinally Dialogues and dusklogs Mesmerize the message No knowledge but know how To dye-a-poem Day glow in the sunshine Flusters da…

No knowledge but know how
To dye-a-poem
Day glow in the sunshine

Flusters darkness in you
A riven flow, a pitted olive
Like a pen cap on the tongue

— @jaredwhite123.bsky.social poem for day 10

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THIS MOMENT OF PEACE She was the one they meant when they said too many mouths and she ate elsewhere in the garden during a lightning storm so they wouldn’t know they fed her That’s why it’s called a salad  she sa…

What’s it like in that nose hole

Does it smell like the land

or the flag of the land waving like a skin flap

What’s it like to be here

—Farrah Field, poem for day 10

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Maybeterday Yes the dramatic situation Resembles other situations Of yeses to other questions The yes is a metonym Of all yeses ever The total yes The galaxy revolves around Exploding its explosions Parsing pa…

The galaxy revolves around
Exploding its explosions
Parsing parables, swishing swirls
A memory on fire

— @jaredwhite123.bsky.social poem on day 8

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Tambourine Shade gardening I masticate the message Maser guidance Hug routine Just a single mar A face in the bark I call imagination for want Of better Who are your betters As you join them The rockiest rock…

Growing but fading
Signatures of natures
Speech is the sound
Of destruction

— @jaredwhite123.bsky.social poem for day 9

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DEPARTMENT STORE POPULISM Once a billionaire you can’t be anything else  Shockingly thrifty or your origin story doesn’t matter Laughter at the expense Casual decisions make someone else die a little You are a traitor …

Once a billionaire you can’t be anything else

Shockingly thrifty or your origin story doesn’t matter

Laughter at the expense

Casual decisions make someone else die a little

You are a traitor to creation

—Farrah Field, poem for day 9

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9 Subsume yourselfinto the palegreen of the lichen& the brighter greenmaking up a patchwork a coverlet of mossesAllow the sporesto encroachEvery day in the woodsis a million yearsmany trillions o…

Subsume yourself
into the pale

green of the lichen
& the brighter green

making up a patchwork
a coverlet of mosses

Allow the spores
to encroach

— @shannacompton.bsky.social poem for day 9

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What were we busy with poeming acting auditions teaching

Oh those things Hunting money Holding onto some kind of life

— @stevenrkarl.bsky.social poem for day 10

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The following list on a white background decorated with a handrawn version of the Bloof bee logo (with pencil tip stinger) and multicolored lettering saying “Updated! Even More poets! So many poems! bloof books dot com / blog.” NaPoWriMo 2026 The Bloof Crew Shanna Compton Natalie Eilbert Farrah Field K. Lorraine Graham Steven Karl Kirsten Kaschock Becca Klaver Jennifer L. Knox Kim Koga Rebecca Loudon Sharon Mesmer Danielle Pafunda JJ Rowan Katie Jean Shinkle Nicole Steinberg poetrytaylorgreene Jen Tynes Nikki Wallschlaeger Jared White Reagan Louise Wilson Elisabeth Workman

POEMS POEMS POEMS POEMMMMMMMMS POEMZ

8 Lavender for sleeprosemary for regret—that’s not rightNo one interruptedyour thought—you weren’t thinkingIn the moon’s mindthe earth suffers—a rain of bombsnight after nightIt’s difficult to witnes…

but in the silence

of space
the moon knows—
it’s worse

on the surface
The moon’s
been there

(poem for day 8)

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Liana Every footstep You meet with Your foot Kicking it Pull your fingers Into your cheeks The air stays there Forever ready To be breathed Nude faces Eventual surplus I feel about you Ditto ditto Knock …

The air stays there
Forever ready

To be breathed
Nude faces

Eventual surplus
I feel about you

— @jaredwhite123.bsky.social day 6

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Eleanor, We Have Put These Difficulties Behind Us On a scale of ten       what would you rate      the weather     Emma walking in the rain Scottland gray sc…

An idea of dinner Wipe the mushrooms clean of dirt Slice the mushrooms

Turn up the music

— @stevenrkarl.bsky.social day 6

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Make. Believe. Dèja vous You, everybody Return to the land of fire You’ve held the finger In the air you’ve blown The air the finger is held in Mysteries of solved There is no music But mood music Antimood reclin…

A feeling exactly like yours
Expresses itself differently

While you dance
It squints at the dust

Warning or promise
An eventual opera

— @jaredwhite123.bsky.social poem for day 3

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WORKFORCE The real hunt is to once unleashed  pick up as many hidden things as you can put them inside you and call it beauty from within  Even if you found the least All the children will have the…

The real hunt is to once unleashed

pick up as many hidden things as you can

put them inside you and call it beauty from within

—Farrah Field, poem for day 4

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Eleanor, We Have Put These Difficulties Behind Us An idea of dinner       it started with the potatoes             Ever since Scotland Emma &n…

Spilling from her lips

gossip about a mutual acquaintance Maybe someone’s got a crush

With the flat part of the blade Crush the garlic pluck the thyme

— @stevenrkarl.bsky.social poem for day 4

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Becuzzes Enough with elipses because. I watch the monster movie mouth open becausethat’s how I’m steering the maulings because. See the silence bubble up Family Feud ding! not sorry because. Jus…

Enough with elipses because. I watch
the monster movie mouth open because
that’s how I’m steering the maulings because.
See the silence bubble up Family Feud ding!
not sorry because.

—Jennifer L. Knox, poem for day 4

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Interloping To have a home You start with land I think And be there for a while With your body That has to be somewhere Light and courtly In the nest Making noise The full regalia In the dictionary Words defin…

The whip knots up so fast
The cord and the bark fuse
The past is where the bodies are
A neighbor comes over
Across hedges, down corridors
Asking for salt
Has that happened to you

— @jaredwhite123.bsky.social poem for day 4

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XSAF I miss my tumors My disaster is boring My revolution is quiet and requires much preparation notes and reading When a book begins with talk of districts the setting is a future and utopia didn’t hap…

When a book begins with talk of districts

the setting is a future and utopia didn’t happen

By district I mean political control

a theft started softly as chuckles

rubbed into belief and then policy

—Farrah Field, #poem for day 2

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Collaborator You have oiled Where the oil goes Asking the morning Is the oil good The sleeping trees Drink the earth Some black roots Beneath a long Slippery fingernail All acting reacts Going for the arm ring …

You have oiled
Where the oil goes
Asking the morning
Is the oil good
The sleeping trees
Drink the earth
Some black roots
Beneath a long
Slippery fingernail

— @jaredwhite123.bsky.social #poem for day 2!

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My Love, My Friend, I Will Not Abandon You “It was her home, and it was on fire.” Kate Greenstreet [Salt] I don’t think she was ever given a name. Just presented as a possessive, so-and-so’s wife. They said she should serve as a warning. Th…

Have you ever seen fire fall from the sky? Do as I say. It’s really that simple. But she disobeyed.

— @stevenrkarl.bsky.social on day 2

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1 Tap shoe a lost bag on a porch stepa lie somebody told & stuck to. After all this timea bundle of questionslike an old coffee can full of bent nails. You aren’t saying what you thinkyou’re sayi…

After all this time
a bundle of questions
like an old coffee can full of bent nails.

— @shannacompton.bsky.social for day 1

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moonshot drawn back at first cringing against the idea so like an arrow made to tear the sky when the sky ought cocoon us transformation cannot: not if the unripe skin is peeled like pudding, if bread emerg…

drawn back
at first cringing against the idea
so like an arrow made
to tear the sky when the sky
ought cocoon us

—Kirsten Kaschock for day 1

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We’ve got like a whole posse of poets posting very raw & wonderful poem drafts allllllll of April. Spin your head!

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Rexies Like an unmade bed The galaxy is full Stuffed, extinct, noise My biceps, for instance, Contain tiny zebras Incorrigibly grazing On yellow shirt years The farm you see Vegetable instructions Intuit …

Labor of being alongside
Like the corsage in a lapel
What an unusual vase
Wearing the indoor binoculars
Nightgear at noon

— @jaredwhite123.bsky.social for day 1 of #NaPoWriMo

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April 1 2026 Cloudwriting

April! I'll be doing my best to post daily draft poems all month along with a flock of brilliant alive originals playing new poems at the Bloof Books blog:

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