Your grace stills the air
stars focus— the moon rises
behind bare branches
Bonus Poetry: my first Halloween poem of the season posted at the Go Dog Go Café. It’s a fourteen line Halloween memory entitled Halloween, Age 15. Thanks to the kind folks at the GDGC!
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 
Nice work! You had me at the photo.
And congratulations on the publication. I never thought of you as a “Bad Boy” (teenage me swoons just a little)
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Thanks! That was a long time ago. My memory may be a little muddled.
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Congratulations ☺🌹💓💓
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Thanks!
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