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The iced sky
requires definite articles. The sleighed cloud, the starred invisible path.
Dec 29, 2025 • Thomas Rist
In beauty and suffering
I find you. in roses and midnights samovars and swans in tall ships crucified masts in water droughts in long grasses barley windmown hillocks and hills…
Dec 12, 2025 • Thomas Rist
Snowsaic:
window's a frame for snow's paintwork.
Nov 22, 2025 • Thomas Rist
Yearlong the spiders
bide sweet time.
Oct 31, 2025 • Thomas Rist
Sleep has fallen asleep
so as when it's awake its power is sand in eyes, sand in the hourglass light, narrow glass, running and filling, granules darkening in obverse under, so…
Oct 10, 2025 • Thomas Rist
ought um
clustered as for a later season apples bauble a bark.
Sep 26, 2025 • Thomas Rist
The pines' favourite game
is go with the wind.
Sep 4, 2025 • Thomas Rist
Poetry Reading
Saturday August 16th
Aug 13, 2025 • Thomas Rist
Thomas Rist Poetry
Thomas Rist Poetry
I am a published poet who has won and been runner-up in poetry contests. For years I took a break, but then I found another way of being a poet: on Substack. Here I post poems as and when. Subscribe for free / Freedom is poetry.
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