Brian U. Garrison

Ah, I think I missed your Uncanny essay earlier, time to go read it!. Good luck in the nominations!

Dueling voices worked so well with this poem!

a black cat wearing glasses and a pencil is laying on a counter ALT: a black cat wearing glasses and a pencil is laying on a counter

meow! I quite like this poem myself.

The value of the dead is nothing
to the capitalist machine.

the cost of the dead is nothing
to the capitalist machine.

We must be more than machines
of capitalism.

Samsung says it adds fake detail to moon photos via “reference” photos When you know how the end result should look, how much AI is too much?

arstechnica.com/gadgets/2023...

I recently learned about Samsung's algorithms to enhance moon photos on their phones. Somebody tech savvy should alter the software so it injects an image of the far side of the moon instead.

Are they waiting for the war crimes BINGO card to fill up before they impeach him?

Vibe check passed. Assignment failed.

Kansas Sends Letters To Trans People Demanding The Immediate Surrender Of Drivers Licenses "The legislature did not include a grace period."

It seems all Kansas-issued trans drivers' licenses are invalid, effective tomorrow

It is now illegal for trans people to drive a car until they surrender their license at a DMV (that most will need to drive to) and have it reissued with the wrong gender marker

This was never about woman's sports

Be not afraid ye Minnesotans who voted Republican, for we'll think fondly of you when your medication runs out. Your passing will show the Democrats that the blood is on their hands.
3rd Republiccanians Chapter 8 Verse 8

Poems to read if you're looking for Nebula or Hugo candidates. Some are online, others are paywalled. Reach out if you'd like to preview any of them that you can't find!

Dr. Hypha's Laboratory
Toes in the Grass
Seance at the Jukebox
Rolling over Indecision
Creation Story
Carry On

In addition to politicians wearing Nascar-style sponsorship logo jackets, corporations need a page where they disclose which politician pulled the strings to open their billion-dollar government handouts/contracts.

A poem about fortune tellers? I suppose genre classification may depend on how good the fortune teller is!

Thanks for sharing.

If you liked a poem from 2025, nominate it for the Nebula or Hugo Award! Any poem!
(ideally something from genres relevant to the awards)

I’m about halfway through. It’s such a good book!

"ICE is teaching cadets to violate the constitution."
Ryan Schwank

Looking for help nominating for the Nebula Poetry Award? Below is a thread of Radon's eligible 2025 sci-fi poetry you can explore

Also check out @strangehorizons.bsky.social, @smallwondersmag.com, @uncannymagazine.bsky.social, @heartlines-spec.com for the best (free) spec poetry you can find online

Boom | I Like This Poem Get more from I Like This Poem on Patreon

I found another poem from 2025 that I wanted to boost. Jennifer Crow's Atomic

I Like This Poem: www.patreon.com/posts/boom-1...

Corporations are profiting from government cruelty. Stop turning my tax dollars into blood money!

There are 8 billion types of people in the world…

Whoa… the random word generator is… kinda randomish and hard to predict the output! Mind bending.

Thanks for sharing! Some of the poets were new to me too.

Speculative Poems from 2025 | I Like This Poem Get more from I Like This Poem on Patreon

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Looking to read poetry? I have recommendations!

The world is on fire, and the algorithm just tossed me a horoscope. And look I know that we're all star stuff— mysteries of the universe. Like gluten we bond and rise in this oven-planet. But extracting the mountain's heart, stuffing it into a circuit board, dressing it in a monkey hat, and calling it intelligent is not the same as consulting the stars. Let computers be computers, and if you're going to pray, pray. Don't let the robot do your soul searching. Look up to the sky on a dark night and wonder or calculate or chat with your human neighbors "what can I do about tomorrow?" by Brian U. Garrison

The world is on fire, and the algorithm just tossed me a horoscope.

Glad you made it! Good to see our community show up for each other.

My poem releases Feb. 1 at Radon!

Stop by the website to catch up on their previous issues (including 2 & 4 which also contain poems by me).

Some people are on the side of "Crush whoever it takes" while others are on the side of "We should seek a measured and compassionate approach to treating global human trauma" and it's hard to know who's right.