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@j-tkelly.bsky.socialOct 14, 2026, 4:13 PM

#weirdpoemwednesday @tomsnarsky.bsky.social From Glitter Bomb by @belz.bsky.social

Michael Jashbery I'm starting with the man in the convex mirror
@tomsnarsky.bsky.socialOct 14, 2026, 2:01 PM

happy #weirdpoemwednesday! ➰ feel free to share weird poems you wrote or ones you love by other poets :)

today we celebrate Ben Niespodziany’s (@neonpajamas.bsky.social) UNCLE TIME, available now from @gasherpress.bsky.social!

Ben is a spiritual figurehead of #wpw, & I’m so grateful for his poems~

A Leaf of Me My father charts the hours. I become a twig. I'm the only kid on my school bus with rusted wings. I take up two seats. I don't want to go. My mother writes my absent notes in broken Polish. I'm loosening my collarbone. I'm lonely in my tree. The moon is a shattered kneecap, sappy and slow.My Sons I give birth in a hearse to a curse of ghost sons. One won't let go of my hand. One won't nap in his casket. One won't quote the oldest disease. One won't bless me when I sneeze. One won't stop talking. All won't stop asking about dad. Their dad. "Where's dad?" they ask. "I am dad," I say, and my sons laugh. My ghost sons laugh. We wear sunglasses. We dance. The parade beside us quiets as we pass.A Leaf of Me I was once a balcony. I am no longer a balcony. I am not a balcony. My father is a ladder. My mother is a clothesline. I won't tell you what I am. I don't know you. I don't know why I'm here. My ears are my ears are my ears are my ears.UNCLE TIME 2025 POETRY CHAPBOOK PRIZE WINNER BENJAMIN NIESPODZIANY
@tomsnarsky.bsky.socialOct 7, 2026, 5:58 PM

for today’s #weirdpoemwednesday (extremely complimentary), here is Clare Kelly in Keep Planning ➰

Pantheon lisping sullen on the tide a funny end to the dream vacation a nest of three joined redwood trunks speak to me in rainbows source of all our loveliness remove the veils o statues dust on a sliver of the light I am diamond-minded down a jade green velvet tunnel the perfect apple still believes in bananas o irises in the field look how they spin!
@luaz.bsky.socialOct 7, 2026, 9:30 AM

For #WeirdPoemWednesday, @tomsnarsky.bsky.social, here is Q&A:

Q&A Q. How thou come aside this fizzled gristled day? A. With hatchets and cleavers, said no one ever said everyone never. A. Yet again, A. Here cometh clammy pulchritude. Hoist your items, chillun.
@susanlleary.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 7:36 PM

Chris Abani 💙

An “ordinary” Wednesday poem for #weirdpoemwednesday!

@tomsnarsky.bsky.social

Poet of an Ordinary Heartbreak Who hasn't been tempted by the sharp edge of a knife? An ordinary knife cutting ordinary tomatoes on an ordinary slab of wood on an ordinary Wednesday. The knife nicks, like a bite to the soul. A reminder that what is contemplated is as real as the blood sprouting from a finger. As real as a bruised eye. Instead turn back to the meat stewing on the stove. Scrape pulpy red flesh into the heat and turn. Say: even this is a prayer. Even this.
@luaz.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 7:13 PM

Oh goodie! It's #WeirdPoemWednesday! @tomsnarsky.bsky.social here's Rot and Glory, soon to appear in *Little Survivors Everywhere*

Rot and glory Watching the fierceness of vegetables hiding among the cashy leaves. Suddenly, Ho! Santa Claus! What a plucky old fella you are. Here, have a squash. The mockingbirds resume. I mean sing, of course. It is because I asked for it, for my one present. This one. Right now. Listen.
@tomsnarsky.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 6:07 PM

“Thank heavens / I think it’s real.” happy #weirdpoemwednesday from Alli Warren

PLUS DOME As I watch the moon wax again tonight I’m thinking of you Bubbles your trusses of riveted girders. Let’s start with autobiography. There are two distinctions I want to make My bluebook was blank now chiclets steady stream all aboard daily. Thank heavens I think it’s real. Knock knock the milkman bears reference tracing the rim a river of O. Pounding that foghorn all the way to Watsonville grape jelly in the whiffs
@tristan-moss.bsky.socialSep 24, 2026, 6:16 PM

#weirdpoemwednesday

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@luaz.bsky.socialSep 23, 2026, 9:25 PM

Not really weird enough for #WeirdPoemWednesday, @tomsnarsky.bsky.social, but seasonal. Collected in Little Survivors Everywhere (unless it has to get cut for length), coming up soon! "Around Now"

Around Now Autumn. Auuuutuumnnnnn, hum the big trees silently to themselves and each other. Auuutummmmnnnn. Whish of cold breeze releases more leaves which click together softly as they land, percussing the humming. It is not a time to make noise, people. But, God love ya, you will anyway. Ah, people, ah trees. Kinfolk. Cover of forthcoming collection, via Phafours Press. Shows an aged cardboard box with autumn leaves in it, an ant plushie, and a caterpillar climbing up the box side.
@tomsnarsky.bsky.socialSep 23, 2026, 3:09 PM

happy #weirdpoemwednesday! ➰

feel free to share weird poems you wrote or ones you love by other poets :)

here’s one by a poet who Ben Mirov recommended to me: Carl R. Martin~

Love Poem The ancient crater lake is Brimming with burning volcanic Letters formed in its gray Sky by flocks of bees. This isn’t true, but Neither are you, dear, Budding phlox, piece of work Wrought from flesh. You’re in my Limbic system, and your Soul slumps out at me like The lingonberry tongue of a cow.
@tomsnarsky.bsky.socialSep 16, 2026, 3:37 PM

happy #weirdpoemwednesday from the weird-poem godfather, Joseph Ceravolo

GRASS What good is it comprising myself softly as the bemused colored fish? Do I think I'm the beautiful pants? What a desolate street! Why are the swamp weeds tickling me How could I be killed if I'm the duck who wipes away the dark holes made by bullets as I continually displace energy, pulling through snowing clouds?
@luaz.bsky.socialSep 16, 2026, 4:35 AM

Okay, it's officially Wednesday here and who knows what the day will bring, so, for #WeirdPoemWednesday, @tomsnarsky.bsky.social, here is Upon a Time

Upon a Time The cigarette lighter is filling up fast, oh don’t you miss those good old tapioca emails on the chocolate internet of malls? That dog won’t hunt says the real old-timer, chomping down on his vape stick, listen, there was a bird once.
@neonpajamas.bsky.socialSep 9, 2026, 9:25 PM

an unintentional #weirdpoemwednesday @tomsnarsky.bsky.social

@tomsnarsky.bsky.socialSep 9, 2026, 9:07 PM

for #weirdpoemwednesday here are four small poems by Robert Grenier

Moonset At Sunrise Is burning the candle at both ends why not use commas dashes semicolons the whole lotBlue Sky Bathing January 2nd sunset / quiet under Capitalism uninterrupted hour that you have sought what thing free from mitigation wearing by the elements oh aether love on a windless day by the shore a bath in that water air my element it's the no moon sun & moon together at horizon to the west to suck out the tideMoon Into waning parcels of heaven clouds move dawn has the sky color earth makes the sun landAn Alexandrian & A Fourteener must be a military plane but if it doesn't bomb what good is it to us except to spend money
@j-tkelly.bsky.socialSep 9, 2026, 11:54 AM

#weirdpoemwednesday

Fantasy of Grief You have to watch out For yourself. Your mind Does not value life. It has a taste for sweetness Beyond ripe.
@luaz.bsky.socialSep 9, 2026, 6:16 AM

Hello, #WeirdPoemWednesday, and @tomsnarsky.bsky.social
Here is "Feedback Harmonica"

Feedback Harmonica Sing like an animal do around the yard of taller things Oh look, a fruit! Breakfast almost finds face time.