Drawing A Circle


Drawing A Circle

My enemy drew a line
in the overheated sand—
daring me to cross.

With my pen I turned
his line into a circle,
big enough for us both.

Nothing standing in between—
no pundits, no internet,
no ads, just our words

and we soon discovered—
we have more in common
than either of us dare admit.


after Edwin Markham‘s Outwitted


About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker is one of the organizers of Living Poetry, a collection of poets and poetry lovers in the Triangle region of North Carolina. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.
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12 Responses to Drawing A Circle

  1. jupitergrant says:

    This is a wonderful positive message. Lovely. 😊

    Liked by 1 person

  2. -Eugenia says:

    Your poem speaks volumes! Superb piece.

    Liked by 1 person

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