I'm a crepuscular poet who drifts between phases irregularly, carried by an unrequited romance with the Moon. If you create something that's the right shape, poetry may fall out of me.
In reality I'm a British European in southern England who marinaded in Scotland and the Westcountry.
I occasionally post photos on my Pixelfed account at https://metapixl.com/@wordsmith
I will gladly accept more poetry.
| Pronouns | he/him |
| Poetry | Please |
| Phase | Waxing Crescent |
| License | All data CC-BY-NC-SA. No ML/AI/scraping |
I don't usually make #poetry in anything other than text but I didn't have a pen. Or Internet access. And I kinda like the effect. Alt text in following toot.
Inspired by the line that is struck through, from Sea of Fertility by Bella Ham, as read by Kate Baker on the #Clarkesworld #podcast
https://clarkesworldmagazine.com/audio_08_25d/
Synergy Myers' tiny mind being blown as she reads an article entitled "Artists Found Unable to Live on Exposure".
