Winter Begins | Bartholomew Barker

And on the first full day of winter here in the northern hemisphere, my poem Winter Begins has been posted to Whispers and Echoes!

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We’re all in trouble if the Sun
keeps sinking earlier and rising later

No thaw in the Earth— no planting in spring
no harvest in autumn just a night with no dawn

Snow piles higher— rivers freeze to their beds
and the atmosphere shivers solid

Leaving our icicles around the final embers
of the fire we lit tonight to entice the prodigal sun

Back to the sky


Bartholomew Barker is an organizer of Living Poetry, a collection of poets in 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. www.bartbarkerpoet.com

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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.
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4 Responses to Winter Begins | Bartholomew Barker

  1. Annabel's avatar Annabel says:

    Powerfully and beautifully penned!👍

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  2. JeanMarie's avatar JeanMarie says:

    Great poem. So tell me… do these folks have you on staff? :)

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