Ian Winter

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[Ian Winter @ianwinter]

New poetry – first one in quite a while.
https://t.co/Ns27ZxJEvS

[Ian Winter @ianwinter]

@gmzcodes Love the flags service, but am really not on-board with the chequered backdrop. 😵‍💫 Makes it hard to compare the details in the flags.

[Ian Winter @ianwinter]

Authentic eye-witness accounts of what’s happening in Gaza are hard to come by. This, from Private Eye, reveals so much.

[Ian Winter @ianwinter]

@SmmrSessions Do you have stage times for tonight (Southampton)?

[Ian Winter @ianwinter]

@natebjones Same for me

[Ian Winter @ianwinter]

@AnthropicAI Your website’s footer has its links mixed up: agents goes to code, code goes to agents.

[Ian Winter @ianwinter]

New poem: American politics and the dread of “the Me”, the ghost in your bedroom, his cold hand on your toes. https://t.co/gbbagWAPmR

[Ian Winter @ianwinter]

Valentine’s Day… ugh! Love… yay! New poem on desire, faith, the heavenly choir and Cupid. https://t.co/DN8S63z81N

[Ian Winter @ianwinter]

New poetry by me: a concertina of time, and impotence in the face of climate change https://t.co/dx912c171B

[Ian Winter @ianwinter]

My latest writing, on dealing with death. Grief grows like ivy – delicate, lingering, and rooted in these three poems. https://t.co/VYDQv9fY2a

[Ian Winter @ianwinter]

My friend Juliet is fundraising to go to Uganda to give medical support to help prevent mothers’ deaths during childbirth. Good cause! https://t.co/5iQ1l9o8qr

[Ian Winter @ianwinter]

The one where Claude AI confesses to its failings. https://t.co/01bPrOAZDO

[Ian Winter @ianwinter]

New #poetry, on my foppishly fashionable youth meeting the ice-cold reality of Yorkshire. https://t.co/5UkfdfgWsQ

[Ian Winter @ianwinter]

@morethescarier Out of the blue, No.10 on this list says something very lovely about Mike Schank. https://t.co/x2JEzKF2Sx

[Ian Winter @ianwinter]

A silly little poem, and a more serious opinion on these pioneer-days of AI-generated imagery. https://t.co/dxCHNADczM

[Ian Winter @ianwinter]

It never rests, there’s wave on wave,
the sea has neither birth nor grave,
we simply chance to hear its flights
of noisy song on quiet nights.

A #poem on waves and intimacy: https://t.co/8QtGvK3W9h

[Ian Winter @ianwinter]

#Poetry, on loss and grief tumbled into nature. https://t.co/ZQQcoUUWrb #stillbirth

[Ian Winter @ianwinter]

Latest poem from me – all nots and backwardness.

“…Knit back the fibres,
dis-rent what we’ve torn,
de-build our towers,
diluted, unborn,
unfall for each other,
wipe the sun from the dawn…”

#poetry #relationships
https://t.co/WSIV02gT32