Non Finito I - Les Taches et les Touches Peaches so real They cease to be Edible - Indestructible in their Thingness, Ineluctable in their Hereness. Hours spent Studying brushstrokes; Fruit outstared until it Decays into abstract Mosaics of light - Vision Splintered into Hued rudiments. Quilted streaks of paint - Les taches et les touches* - Patch-daub panoply of Hint and sense probed into a Suggestive nexus of Line and edge: Forms brittle but Scrutable; Forms Fastidious in their Ambiguity. Photon truth Eyeballed as Scant-adequate Clue for Unravelling by Brains so Calibrated that Reality fails to Resolve on its Own. ©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2026 *Refers to the fundamental duality or tension in the novel approach to painting devised by Cézanne and Pissarro.

"Still Life with Peaches & Apples" (1905) by Paul Cézanne (1839-1906)

Such a richly suggestive #PromptCombo #ThingInItself, thanks to @victoriaspires.bsky.social

#newpoem: ©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2026

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We're going!!!! Three cheers for #Artemis and all the people who brought us to this moment! Godspeed and enjoy #thebeautifulride! We can't wait to hear about your journey! #Artemis #Apollo #WomanOnTheMoon #womeninspace #returntothemoon #darksideofthemoon @nasa @astro_christina @nasaartemis @kennedyspacecenter @nasajpl @astro_reid @astrovicglover @astrojeremy #poetry #poem #spacepoetry #cosmicpoetry #USAandCanada #newpoem
 
ARTEMIS, OUR DEVOTION She is on the hunt Chasing the knowledge of Selene Goddess most divine, wild Lifting us Carrying us Towards our destiny Born first to lead us back home to our place among the stars As Leto whispers in Her ear She shouts We’re going! Arching back, She draws her bow Setting aim on a grand adventure Our new frontier And we hinge our hopes on Her Our Goddess most divine, wild The arrow anchors and we are pulled into magnificent orbit Waves and waves of wonder and devotion Can you see Her? Her lovely silhouette staring at us Smiling as She entices us deeper and deeper into the cosmos further and further into the future Some say there’s a man on the moon But I can see Her Can you? Copyright © 2024 by Mary Alexandra Stiefvater ~In honor of all those working on the Artemis Missions~

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POEM 323: "Shotgun Diagram" by Brendan Byrne

"firing it three times, with the crow’s crows, into
nothing, although it could have been anything,
the frame only holding your body and the gun’s

hot steel"

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Sympathetic Resonance I’ve been writing a lot more lately, and submitting pieces to different places. One of the places I’ve started submitting to is the Rattle “Poets Respond” – a weekly call to write something topical, inspired by the news. Since these are going to go out of date very quickly, I’ve decided that, when they’re rejected, they’ll get posted on my Patreon (and, a few days later, here). I once took a short course in music therapy – if I hadn’t left Cardiff, I was planning on going into it as a career – and this news article really struck me, both as a musician, and someone who studied neuroscience as part of my first degree. (We can debate the merits of such a small subject pool another time.) The response piece is a Liwuli, a short, south-east Asian literary form that lends itself to cryptic/ mystical/ philosophical approaches, with its insistence on both giving directions and asking questions. --- Stare into each other’s eyes; blind yourself to the possibility of loss; connection is everything, and you are still here. The beat goes on; synapses hold hands; and we are taken. Now you know, can it ever sound the same? --- If you fancy having a go at writing one of these liwulis yourself, why not try my handy-dandy tool here? Let me know how you get on! Spectrogram of me singing in harmony

New poem: Sympathetic Resonance: I’ve been writing a lot more lately, and submitting pieces to different places. One of the places I’ve started submitting to is the Rattle “Poets Respond” – a weekly call to write something topical, inspired by the news.… #music #neuroscience #newpoem #news #rattle

I'm *almost* great at catching things! 😅 Read my latest poem and see what I'm missing out on.

#Poetry #KidsPoems #FunnyPoetry #NewPoem
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POEM 322: "Wildfires" by Olusoji Obebe

"there are fires in this world/ that have blotted the skies/ with histories of dark/ fires, that breathe away/ the innocence of buds/ & squeeze happiness dry. "

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POEM 321: "[Wallowing]" by Nancy Huggett (@nancyhuggett.bsky.social)

"Five-alarm flames billowed
the sky with soot as if to answer the question—
could it get worse? Neighbours offered
their own phoenixes..."

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#PromptCombo
#Nothing

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#TheWind #ViaNegativa #Apophatic #NaturePoetry #poetrycommunity

The Early Student by Rishikesh Upadhyay.

The Early Student by Rishikesh Upadhyay
©Rishikesh Upadhyay
(Originally published @youthkiawaaz.bsky.social )

#rishikeshupadhyay #lifeinpoetry #poetrycommunity #indianpoetry #poetryoflife #poetrylovers #writingcommunity #newpoem #poetry #indianwriter

3/21/2026
"The Great Quiet"
©️ Lady Stardust Peaches
#worldpoetryday #newpoem #poet #poetsky #poetry

#InkMine #Spring #Magnolia #Artful

#PoetryReading #Voice
#newpoem:
©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2026

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Magnolia Minima The most Baroque blooms seek to Mimic our sleek antiquity. Stellar daisies look archaic: Dittoed parts, Symmetric utterness. But They are flower-batch Convolutes recast as Edenic primitives. Long before bees, Our baked niches Steeped chafer frolics in Fecund dust. Self-same tepal, Coiled into Cone-scale: Modular repetition - Not crude, but Rare. The First of our kind – so Fragile, so few – with Scant chance of Fossil posterity. ©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2026

©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2013 Image of budding magnolia flower on right of picture, blurred background.

#InkMine #Spring #Magnolia #Stunday

#newpoem / #photography:
©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2026/2013

#Reading 👇👇

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🙏 @alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk #PoemsAbout #Melt

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#newpoem: ©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2026

#poetrycommunity #GeorgeEliot #Middlemarch #Evolution #Entropy #Determinism

Mary Ann Evans She holds fast to the Immutable mechanics of Creation - Celestial clocks driving the Motions of the soul; Bell curves upending Philosophy, usurping Poetry – Until her Heart is broken. Then All Matter becomes heat: the Cosmos decays into fevered Entropy, the flow of Disorder moulding the Psyche - moulding the Future. Minds malleable, Minds like phosphorus, Minds ceaselessly beginning. Not clocks, but Clouds that churn and Swirl amid a welter of Inscrutable wills; Clouds calved and Borne along by Numberless currents. Now she pities those in Thrall to the Final Law of the World: Casaubon lost among Small closets and Winding stairs with his Key to All Mythologies, Cut down by an Adipose heart; Tertius Lydgate riveted to his idée fixe – The Primitive Tissue of Life - floored by Money mishaps, Condemned to treat gout. And yet Will Ladislaw rebels against an Inherited blot; Dorothea Brooke Ventures, Falters and Learns; Evolution rides upon Heaped-up error and Random flux; Chaos and Contingency flesh out Theodicy; Will and fate Entangle - Neither Fully formed, nor Fully free. ©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2026 Partly inspired by George Eliot and her magnum opus, Middlemarch (1872)

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#newpoem: ©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2026

#Reading 👇

#poetrycommunity #GeorgeEliot #Middlemarch #Evolution #Entropy #Determinism

#newpoem #poem #Poetry
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🙏 @dragonslayerma.bsky.social #PromptCombo #InThisDarkHour

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#newpoem:
©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2026

#poetrycommunity #fungi #mycelia #TheShadow #darkpoetry #BlackBox #brain

Eyeless in Taxa Just one of us can Befuddle with Many cloths of Fleshed excrescence. Just one of us can Bamboozle with Many moods, airs and Ruses. Foraging, your kind Stakes life, Stakes sanity against our Horrific odds. We are those Hairline fissures that Hatch killers from the Docile yolk of Spouse or Nobody. We are those Pinhead-angel puffs that Blow common-or-garden Delusion aflame into Florid paranoia. Your sighted kind Dwells among air, Light and water. Your sighted kind Tacks between the Fate Morgane of Syndrome, Condition and Disorder. Unbeholden, we are Pitch-black, eyeless Neuron, dendron, Ganglion and synapse. Unbeholden, we are Trillion-fold blind-tangle of Charge and potential. With Spores stained, Beheld by Dogged mycologist; With Spores made plain, Beheld in Shamanic terror: We will Galvanize your gut flora, Lacerate your liver, Titillate your visual cortex, Unkink your thought-skein - Deliver You unto Oblivion. ©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2026

©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2024 Highly contrasted monochrome image of a cluster of Sulphur Tuft (Hypholoma fasciculare, I believe) fruiting bodies topped by a slug.

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#newpoem / #photography:
©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2026/2024

#poetrycommunity #monochrome #nature #fungi #mycelia #TheShadow #darkpoetry #BlackBox #brain

POEM 318: "The Ants in a Crack in the Sidewalk" by David Elliot Eisenstat (@eisenstat.bsky.social)

"Mouthing tiny stones,
they spoke into existence
a new home."

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#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity

POEM 217: "Egg" by Trevor Conway

"Develop breath, little one.
Damage this world with curling claws,
and as you incubate, understand
that warmth is not a permanent fixture."

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#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity

I will hide your shadow in the
shape of words I haven't found yet
maybe a glib cliché or pretty paradox tripping off my tongue
still more tender than I'd like to admit
but lighter than the way I loved you
easier to carry

#poetry #newpoem #amwriting #poem #writingcommunity #movingon #lovelanguage

Break like river ice
Turn a flood of tiny poems
Run wild with yourself

#newpoem #haiku #micropoem #poetry #advicefrommothernature #hopecore #river #waterislife #wild

Spring is unfolding
Earth soft, sky yellow with rain
Begin again. Here.
(Winter is for endings, love.
Spring is for seeds. Root.)

#poem #newpoem #poetry #beginagain #haiku #newbeginnings #spring #grow

Got a new poem out! What if an eraser could fix more than smudges? 🖊️✨ #Poetry #KidsLit #NewPoem #FunnyPoems
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Got a new poem out! Ever wish you had a magic eraser for life's little oopsies? Well, I found one! ✨ But be careful what you wish for...
#Poetry #FunnyPoems #KidsPoetry #NewPoem
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#PoemsAbout @thebrokenspine.co.uk @alanparrywriter.co.uk #BeingWatched

#PoetryReading of
#newpoem: ©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2026

#corvid #raven #TheShadow #Depression #Poe #Kafka

Corvus Agonistes Famished Corvid triad Poised to Sup on a Slain king: Bones to House them, Hair to Nest them, Flesh to Feed them. Now they Perch outside our Window, poised to Claim us as we Falter. And Falter we will – in the Steady flux of Mood, air and Fortune. That Nevermore mania from Pluto’s coal-black shore Occulting the pallid Cast of Reason. That Black Shuck Handle for crippling Despond shadowing his Stride through Whitehall and Chartwell, Keening upon the heels of Gallipoli. That Jackdaw-pun Insignia of Family omen in Prague – a Mind stalling at Minds sharing his Inner plight. He Pictures such people – but cannot Picture the secret corbie that Circles his head Circling theirs. Absurd, malevolent Worlds he creates, Inflecting the Absurd, malevolent Worlds we create when we Fixate on figures of Light, neglecting the Night we bracket and Beget. Shadows deepen in the Deathly shallows, Offsetting that Fable-fetish of Unmitigated felicity, Wherein the Demonic can gain Ingress - City-upon-the-Hill Beacon for Ear-cut, hang-witch Massacre. ©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2026 Partly inspired by The Three Corbies, a traditional Scottish ballad, Edgar Allan Poe and Franz Kafka.

"Twa Corbies" - illustration by G. Howell-Baker from his book, Penholm (1901)

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#newpoem: ©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2026

#Reading 👇👇

#corvid #raven #TheShadow #Depression #Poe #Kafka #poetry

Ever wonder what my favorite sport is? It's a question that sparks a bit of playful debate. Find out in my new poem! 🏃‍♀️⚽️

#Poetry #NewPoem #SportsVerse
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🙏 @rfsmith.bsky.social for hosting #PromptCombo #Powerless

#newpoem: ©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2026

#PoetryReading #Voice #Recording

#poetrycommunity #DesertMystics #NewMexico #Trinity #Trinitite

Trinitite Instant as Movement and momentum - Seeking alms from villagers, Shirking the world for the Sake of the Real - to Surrender care for Tomorrow, to Make humble-true Plain flesh. Like those earliest Wanderers whose Pictographs litter the Rocks of the range, they Source food, remedy and Narcotic from Beast-plants edging the Dead Man’s Journey. Cool crevasse Pocketing water to Slake their drouth. Blind-from-birth Sight of white Flash to Flux their instant - in a Split-second Charge-pulse of Neutron flight. Copper-iron embodiment, Soul-grit redemption seed: Now Unearthly isotope of verdant Alamogordo Glass. ©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2026

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#newpoem: ©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2026

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#poetrycommunity #DesertMystics #NewMexico #Trinity #Trinitite #DesertMother #DesertFather #HereAndNow

POEM 313: "Nailbiter" by Jason Kahler (@jasonkahler3.bsky.social)

"No one knows the anatomy of a finger like a nailbiter. Some ruins won’t heal. / I make my fingers bleed. / Overnight they bloom. Hot and swollen, they shine like dewy roses."

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#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem