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Marcus Wilson
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At what moment does a poem turn away from mystery and begin assembling itself like a product?
January 7, 2026 at 2:53 PM
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This is how enjambment can work in a poem. Bridge 77 on the Macclesfield Canal allows a horse to cross the canal without having to untie it from the canal boat.
January 7, 2026 at 8:11 AM
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You know what? Not everything scales. And that’s okay. Better than okay.

Write poems that reach a few people, maybe. Then write some more poems.
January 5, 2026 at 10:05 PM
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It's almost like he invaded a country, kidnapped their president and his wife, and vowed to take their oil to distract from what Jack Smith said.

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January 3, 2026 at 3:08 PM
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January 4, 2026 at 4:29 PM
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Ever relevant, this poem by Mary Oliver, especially today.
OF THE EMPIRE We will be known as a culture that feared death and adored power, that tried to vanquish insecurity for the few and cared little for the penury of the many. We will be known as a culture that taught and rewarded the amassing of things, that spoke little if at all about the quality of life for people (other people), for dogs, for rivers. All the world, in our eyes, they will say, was a commodity. And they will say that this structure was held together politically, which it was, and they will say also that our politics was no more than an apparatus to accommodate the feelings of the heart, and that the heart, in those days, was small, and hard, and full of meanness.
January 3, 2026 at 2:02 PM
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"(do not forget those who seek peace)"
January 3, 2026 at 2:42 PM
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Script to call your reps. Because this is not okay.
celestepewter.bsky.social Celeste Pewter @celestepewter.bsky.social · 8d
Call your reps + please read the thread. Do it now, please.

Script.
January 3, 2026 at 1:41 PM
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We're going to need a bigger Hague.
January 3, 2026 at 9:51 AM
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As you conduct your wars, think of others
sidhepress.bsky.social Sídhe Press @sidhepress.bsky.social · 21d
A reminder, especially to my godforsaken government.
Think of Others Mahmoud Darwish Translated by Mohammed Shaheen As you prepare your breakfast, think of others (do not forget the pigeon’s food). As you conduct your wars, think of others (do not forget those who seek peace). As you pay your water bill, think of others (those who are nursed by clouds). As you return home, to your home, think of others (do not forget the people of the camps). As you sleep and count the stars, think of others (those who have nowhere to sleep). As you liberate yourself in metaphor, think of others (those who have lost the right to speak). As you think of others far away, think of yourself (say: “If only I were a candle in the dark”).
January 3, 2026 at 2:39 PM
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My latest poem just went live with @trashlightpress.bsky.social. Grateful for the chance to share new work.

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Inner Child - TrashLight Press
Trauma is a child,peering out the windowwondering when the car door willslam shut.heralding a return—of anger and rage. The protector is hidden and perpetually present.Years later the man on the couch...
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December 4, 2025 at 5:26 PM
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Two new poems out in The RavensPerch! “Nuevo Underground” and “Nameless.”
Grateful for the publication and the company of such talented writers. Thank you @theravensperch.bsky.social !!

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NUEVO UNDERGROUND BY MARCUS WILSON - The RavensPerch
There is a boy down the street whose dad can’t emerge from the basement during the daytime for fear of being deported. I am not a cop but my white-ness breeds uneasiness. Young eyes peer precariously ...
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November 13, 2025 at 1:00 AM
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Honored to have my poem named a finalist in the 2025 Lucky Jefferson Poetry & Prose Contest! It’ll appear in the 365 Collection this January. Thank you to @luckyjefferson.com for believing in my work.
November 13, 2025 at 12:55 AM
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A new poem of mine found its home in Pulsebeat Poetry Journal! Grateful to editor David Stephenson for including my work in the latest issue. You can read it here: pulsebeatpoetry.com/pulsebeat-12...
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A bottle of dark enchantmentI summon storms that forecastersCan’t predict Forge fake friendships In dim-lit, bar roomsAnd send kids to Bed scared and CryingI’m the friend you think you need—A…
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September 24, 2025 at 8:00 PM