Did you know birds were the first creatures to have dreams?
Pigeons spend hours each day preening their cladding. We only see them as dirty “rats with wings” in cities because they're caught in the systemic quagmire of our clutter.
Going to post one of these sometimes as a reminder.
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On a winter morning you can feel how the earth surges forward. Against the house walls a blast of air rattles out of nowhere. Surrounded by motion: the tent of tranquility. And the secret rudder in the migrating bird flock.
Read my new translation and literary analysis of 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝐼𝑠 𝑃𝑒𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑆𝑢𝑟𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑤 by 𝐓𝗼𝐦𝗮𝐬 𝐓𝗿𝐚𝗻𝐬𝘁𝐫𝗼̈𝐦𝗲𝐫.
hataaliinotes.substack.com/p/there-is-peace-in-the-surging-prow
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Read 𝐶𝑖𝑟𝑐𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑊𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑉𝑜𝑖𝑑, an interview with poet and multimedia artist 𝗗𝗶𝗮𝗻𝗮 𝗞𝗵𝗼𝗶 𝗡𝗴𝘂𝘆𝗲𝗻.
hataaliinotes.substack.com/p/circling-the-wound-of-the-void
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Are you aware that calves deprived of maternal contact show long-term changes in stress reactivity and social behavior?
Personal choice ends where another’s suffering begins—if it involves harming others, it’s no longer “personal.” See it for what it is.
Going to post one of these every week as a reminder.
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The herring gull, the sun captain, steers his course. Below him is the water. The world is still sleeping like a many-colored stone in the water. Undecipherable day. Days— like Aztec hieroglyphs! The music. And I’m enmeshed in its tapestry, with arms raised high—like a figure out of folk art.
Read my new translation and literary analysis of 𝑴𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈/𝑬𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒚 by 𝐓𝗼𝐦𝗮𝐬 𝐓𝗿𝐚𝗻𝐬𝘁𝐫𝗼̈𝐦𝗲𝐫, another poem in which Tranströmer’s literary artistry shines in the way he compresses broad concepts into concrete images.
hataaliinotes.substack.com/p/morningentry
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Did you know science now shows the lives of other organisms are far more complex and sentient than we thought?
"Man is not the center of things. The animals too are envoys of the divine, voices of the universal mind." - Ralph Waldo Emerson
Going to post one of these every week as a reminder.
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Look at the gray tree. The sky has run through its fibers down into the ground— only a shriveled cloud remains after the earth has drunk. Stolen space is entwined in the lattice of roots, spun into greenery.—The brief moments of freedom rise out of us, swirl through the Fates’ bloodstream and beyond.
Read my new translation and literary analysis of 𝑻𝒆𝒙𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 by 𝐓𝗼𝐦𝗮𝐬 𝐓𝗿𝐚𝗻𝐬𝘁𝐫𝗼̈𝐦𝗲𝐫, a poem that interweaves questions of free will and determinism while revolving around the hidden cohesion between disparate elements.
hataaliinotes.substack.com/p/contexture
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Let me tell you a story about the kingdom of the forest with its root-pulls and crown-sways and its systems of fungi, how it feels to belong to a realm where thought is decision honed over time and shaped only by memory, to follow patterns in plants and watch the arc of clouds to know where to shelter let me tell you what I’ve seen out there in the forest where every movement matters and each pause carries weight, what it means to see a roe deer pick its way through elm shadow tilting its ear at the onset of rain, the curve of a hindleg caught on lichen, the strange tic-like starts in its eyes that have learned not to blink, its body sinewed and patterned to fade into brushwood
Read my poem "The Crossing," a finalist for The Atlanta Review International Poetry Contest 2025
hataaliinotes.substack.com/p/the-crossing
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Selon un rapport de l'ONU, la planète est désormais en « faillite hydrique » autrement dit c'est la mer à boire 💧
Are you aware that farmed pigs develop abnormal repetitive behaviors under chronic stress, such as bar-biting and sham chewing?
When we defend cruelty as a preference, we diminish whatever we believe it is that makes us human. See it for what it is.
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They say things come back to where they’d been before, like some sort of comet feelings. You just need to know how to wait for them, you need to wear out, standing still, countless pairs of boots. This means the acacia tree that was cut last fall will shoot up briefly from its old root. That you will love me again in a few billion light years.
Read 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑾𝒂𝒊𝒕 by 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐮 (transl. 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐥 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐍𝐞𝐦𝐨) in the Fall issue
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Ever noticed how the surface of the earth seems to give things away, how the movement of a stalk or the incremental furling of a fern, or the glint that arrives, uninvited, on the carapace of a beetle beckons toward something like an intuition vaguely felt, and if feeling escapes that way then surely the world in which it occurs must be less a collection of discrete, unrelated objects and more a single, continuous interior mistaken for world, misjudged as what is not us, when in fact it is a giant reflex or image that absorbs both subject and object by way of refraction, like light through a prism: without oath or allegiance, first the subject, who thinks it is observing, then the object, who has already resigned itself to being seen, which is how we know what we perceive isn’t just surface, but signal.
Read my poem "Hamartia" in the new issue of Asymptote.
www.asymptotejournal.com/special-feature/hamartia-daniel-carden-nemo/
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The stones we’ve thrown I hear falling crystal-clear through the years. In the valley the confused actions of the moment fly howling from treetop to treetop, fade in air thinner than the present’s, glide like swallows from mountaintop to mountaintop until they reach the furthest plateaus at the edge of being. Where all our deeds fall crystal-clear toward no bottom but ourselves.
Read my new translation and literary analysis of 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 by 𝐓𝗼𝐦𝗮𝐬 𝐓𝗿𝐚𝗻𝐬𝘁𝐫𝗼̈𝐦𝗲𝐫.
hataaliinotes.substack.com/p/the-stones
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When my older brother died I began seeing a child psychologist named Patrick Rose who practiced out of a basement space. He was tall and freakishly thin and wore a green and red African dashiki extravagantly beaded along the neckline. He chain-smoked Larks and had a small fan next to his chair which was supposed to direct the smoke upward towards the bunker’s only open window but seemed to have the opposite effect of blowing it straight at me. The first thing he told me was that he himself had lost a sibling when he was around my age – an older brother, just like me
After his brother’s sudden death, a young boy is sent to a therapist whose own unresolved grief seeps into every session. Can his unconventional methods heal them both?
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Are you aware that goats can learn from observation and remember solutions to tasks for at least 10 months?
If animals are commodities, life is collateral damage. Let them live.
Going to post one of these every week as a reminder.
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A storm sets the mill’s wings turning wildly in the dark of night, grinding nothing—You are kept awake by the same laws. The grey shark’s belly is your faint lamp. Hazy memories sink to the sea floor and turn into strange statues—Green with algae is your crutch. The one who goes out to sea comes back harrowed.
Read my new translation and literary analysis of 𝑴𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝑼𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒓 by 𝐓𝗼𝐦𝗮𝐬 𝐓𝗿𝐚𝗻𝐬𝘁𝐫𝗼̈𝐦𝗲𝐫.
hataaliinotes.substack.com/p/meditation-in-uproar
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Air, fire, water, earth: each element matched with a cardinal direction. Air with the East. The inhale is inspiration, expanding breath, a promise not yet embodied. Fire with the South. Breath at the apex, burning with creation and destruction.
"The exhalation is the letting go. / The emptiness is what is left."
A poem by 𝗔𝗻𝗻𝗲 𝗪𝗵𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲 in the Fall 2025 issue
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Are you aware that chickens possess over 20 distinct vocalizations, including specific alarm calls for different types of threats?
When a habit depends on someone else's suffering, it stops being habit and becomes harm. See it for what it is.
Going to post one of these every week as a reminder.
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“The researchers believe cattle may simply be smarter than people h̶a̶v̶e̶ ̶p̶r̶e̶v̶i̶o̶u̶s̶l̶y̶ ̶r̶e̶a̶l̶i̶s̶e̶d̶.”
Low Devotions Breaking the Circles of Eternal Punishment
If you love the natural world, you can read my study on how we came to mistake our own constructs for the world itself, in an invitation to look for the cracks where the underlying reality seeps through.
hataaliinotes.substack.com/p/low-devotions
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Read 𝗗𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗲𝗹 𝗖𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗻 𝗡𝗲𝗺𝗼's @danielnemo.bsky.social study on how we came to mistake our own constructs for the world itself, in an invitation to look for the cracks where the underlying reality seeps through.
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Congratulations to 𝗝𝗮𝗻𝗲 𝗭𝘄𝗮𝗿𝘁 @janezwart.bsky.social whose debut collection is out on Feb 3 from Orison Books.
Read two of her poems first published in Amsterdam Review: bit.ly/jane-zwart
and buy a copy here: www.orisonbooks.com/product-page/oddest-oldest-saddest-best-poems-by-jane-zwart
Did you know animals have highly developed neural systems for processing specific informational needs?
All creatures have a right to life. They aren’t just a part of nature, they 𝒂𝒓𝒆 nature.
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Do you believe a sentient being can be a product? Are you a product?
The word MEAT is a linguistic shield. Try using BODY instead.
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The outer ring belongs to myth. There the helmsman sinks upright among the glint of fish-backs. How far from us! The day stands in a windless tension— Congo’s green shadow holds the blue men in its mist— and the heart’s slow river fills with driftwood.
Read my new translation and analysis of 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑨𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒉𝒆 by 𝐓𝗼𝐦𝗮𝐬 𝐓𝗿𝐚𝗻𝐬𝘁𝐫𝗼̈𝐦𝗲𝐫.
hataaliinotes.substack.com/p/strophe-and-antistrophe
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I’m not good with people. I can’t exactly say why. I’m just not. I think I was a normal child. I don’t think anything happened to me when I was a kid. But my memories of childhood are hazy. Shards of memories. Shifting scenes like in a kaleidoscope. Sometimes I feel like I didn’t have a childhood at all, like I went from baby to adult and mostly skipped everything else in between. To improve my people skills, I work on empathy with my co-workers. After all, I’m the lead operator for The Archway Project, even though Mr. Mallory, my boss, would never have bestowed that title on me. Mr. Mallory barely tolerates me. But Mr. Archway appears to favor me and chose me to lead. I have no idea why he did.
Read 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑮𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒎 𝑮𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒑 by 𝗠𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗲𝗹 𝗟𝗼𝘆𝗱 𝗚𝗿𝗮𝘆, a look at the surreal theater of professional life and what it means to have work ethics when the work itself is meaningless.
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Are you aware that ducks and geese form strong social bonds and experience distress when isolated?
Are taste buds more important than a social, sentient creature's life? Let them live.
Going to post one of these every day as a reminder.
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A girl is born then twisted, unfolds a gluttonous body, popping each beachball moon into a wide yellow mouth. Once, I could peel back the face of a planet like a clementine or sit in a creek & abstract
"How to fight embodiment? Expand / against embrace, shake radiation like a dog, / strip, condense, reconfigure."
A poem by 𝗟𝗶𝗹𝗮 𝗥𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗻 in the Fall 2025 issue
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Did you know that pigs show empathy-related behaviors, responding emotionally to the distress of other pigs?
A meal that requires empathic creatures to die shouldn't be called "comfort food." See it for what it is.
Going to post one of these every day as a reminder.
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#nature #biodiversity #veganism #animalethics
There are bare winter days when the sea is kin to mountain country, crouching in a gray-feathered hide, a brief minute blue, then long hours with waves like pale lynxes pawing in vain at the shore gravel. On days like this, shipwrecks rise from the deep in search of their owners lost in the noise of the city, and drowned crews drift landward, thin as pipe smoke.
Read my new translation and analysis of 𝑺𝒌𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝑻𝒂𝒍𝒆 by 𝐓o𝐦a𝐬 𝐓r𝐚n𝐬t𝐫ö𝐦e𝐫, a piece that threads symbolic nuances and personal fascinations with isolation, survival, memory, and the spectral traces of trauma.
hataaliinotes.substack.com/p/skippers-tale
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