Word Makers

for readers, writers, and lovers of poetry

[ironedorchid]

Kelly Link, 21st April 2026

[autometaphorical]

Iphigenia asks the Pythia about her fate • April 2026

[en-theos]

this is how far i got:

[orcposts]

do not go gentle into that good night

[orcposts]

be a bit of a bitch about it

[transbian-uprising]

can't in good conscience leave this out

[lilnasxvevo]

the other day, my dad was driving and i was in the passenger seat and we were talking about, i think poetry, and we were talking about war poets and poets we like whose names we always forget, and john gillespie magee, jr. fits into both those categories for my dad

and he said “oh, what’s that one poem–does it start, something about ‘to break the bonds of earth?’ can you look that one up for me?”

“found it, i think. ‘high flight,’ john gillespie magee jr.?”

“yes! that’s it. i haven’t read that in a long time. could you read it to me?”

so i started to read it and about halfway through i started getting choked up and i knew i wasn’t going to be able to finish reading, but i managed to read all the way up through “the high untrespassed sanctity of space” before i physically couldn’t keep reading. 

it’s one of the most beautiful poems i’ve ever read, and that’s one of the reasons why i got choked up (read it out loud and see if the alliteration doesn’t get to you), but i think really the main reason was that i knew that john gillespie magee, jr., was a pilot in the royal canadian air force who was killed in world war ii when he was only 19 years old. nineteen. i am currently almost two years older than he will ever be. imagine being a freshman or sophomore in college who can write like this. imagine being that young and already having a soul this beautiful.

maybe it’s dumb, but my dad says that this poem is one of the best arguments against war he’s ever seen, all by itself. 

[kleinergeist]

Oh, so when YOU grab a Danish for a quick snack, it's a guilt-free, tasty little treat. But when I, Grendel,

[funeral]

Franny Choi, Soft Science

[typhlonectes]

[honourablejester]

Okay, this made me pause and literally write out every letter that 'fell' in order (‘oomngouuhhrsrtutpntnue’), then make sure they were all contained in 'turntomushuponthergroun'.

They are, and it's very satisfying.

[fursonas]

an erotic poem:

leg so hot

hot hot leg

leg so hot u fry an eg

[feignedremote]

Last post inspired by this Emily Dickinson poem which also felt almost unbelievably contemporary when I first encountered it—the sentiment of disillusion, and also the play on the literal vs figurative meanings of sham and fleece! "Jason, sham too" you will always be famous

[stephenroot]

[sandmandaddy69]

[alltangledupinblue]

Two vast and trunkless legs of stone...

[nonasuch]

[firstfullmoon]

Oliver Baez Bendorf, “Everything All at Once”

[victusinveritas]

All of this is correct. No notes.

[fluentisonus]

what happened to aprill with his shoures soote anyways

[terpsikeraunos]

perced the droghte of march to the roote iirc

[badndngirl]

just write a shitty poem, what do you have to lose

[badndngirl]

To everyone reblogging this and saying something like “my dignity,” may I submit this very good and accurate tweet

[peggy-sue-reads-a-book]

Knuckle tattoos that say SING, MUSE

[bananaeatstape]

not very new hyperfixation rediscovered write a poem abt it