Twitter Weekly Updates for 2012-08-05

  • Tiny ants are digging holes in the tansy flowers—yellow eyes with seething black pupils. A single-propeller plane: the sound of a clear day. #
  • A wood thrush fledgling lands on the lower bar of the fretwork spandrel, breast feathers disheveled, eyerings imparting a look of surprise. #
  • @marlyyoumans Those are good rules. in reply to marlyyoumans #
  • @janeholland1 They should follow the lead of @george_szirtes – a top British poet making very good use of this medium. in reply to janeholland1 #
  • My latest #homebrew is a gruit ale featuring mountain mint, yarrow and wild bergamot. http://t.co/Ui77OoX6 #
  • @marlyyoumans Yes, I just love the common names of plants—instant poetry. in reply to marlyyoumans #
  • A katydid that had been perched on my chair leg walks jerkily across the porch and stops in the shadow of a railing, outlandishly green. #
  • @Tweedd_Ale Thanks. That's an impressive-looking homebrewing set-up you have there! in reply to Tweedd_Ale #
  • @laurathepoet Sure, come on over. But now that you're in San Francisco rather than Pittsburgh, I'm thinking it might be a bit of a drive. in reply to laurathepoet #
  • @dylan20 Actually, I think yours is the *least* wince-worthy on that list. in reply to dylan20 #
  • A field cricket chirps and falls silent, but the tree crickets never stop trilling. A small, purple tuft lit up by the sun: Russian thistle. #
  • A field cricket chirps and falls silent, but the tree crickets never stop trilling. A small, purple tuft lit up by the sun: Canada thistle. #
  • Again it takes a finger of sun to draw my attention to something in plain sight: the foxtail millet heads—tails?—bent low by their seeds. #
  • The American burying beetle vs. the culture of death: http://t.co/TaK9n30Q #KeystoneXL #familyvalues #CBD #
  • Green blur: a hummingbird. Two or three pileated woodpeckers cackle back and forth. The meter reader's truck, its flashing yellow light. #
  • Connotation Press has just launched a new monthly column on #videopoetry and poetry film, by poet Erica Goss: http://t.co/cV36f3VZ #
  • Cool but humid. A vireo sings quietly, as if talking to himself. One of those quick, small flies cleans its wings with its hind-most legs. #
  • My favorite love song of all time: http://t.co/sjS16Y0j #SepulturaSaturday #