Sun skims horizon one last day
in the Arctic— a failed experiment
to untilt the planet
(For this week’s Living Poetry Prompt, though I only used two of the three words supplied and, of course, Wednesday’s Equinox. Happy Autumn to my fellow Northern Hemispherians.)
About Bartholomew Barker
Bartholomew Barker is an organizer of Living Poetry, a collection of poets in the Triangle region of North Carolina where he has hosted a monthly feedback workshop for more than decade. His first poetry collection, Wednesday Night Regular, written in and about strip clubs, was published in 2013. His second, Milkshakes and Chilidogs, a chapbook of food inspired poetry was served in 2017. He was nominated for a Pushcart Prize in 2021. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he lives and writes poetry.
Bartholomew Barker, Poet 
Ominous foretelling beautifully written.
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Thank you!
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Thanks. Happy Spring to you!
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An intriguing concept Bart ..
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Glad you liked it.
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You did the right thing to not be a slave to the prompt. They are just jumping off places anyway. Am I right? Untilt is odd. Destroy doesn’t fit. Good job.
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Thank you. If I didn’t have to write a Fraiku, I would’ve used “destroy” and the poem would’ve turned out very different but I’m content with the result.
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Are you contractually obligated to write a Fraiku? Hmmm….
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Oh yeah, I’m getting big money from the Fraiku industrial complex.
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