Spring Equinox 2025

Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,

~ W. B. Yeats, The Second Coming, 1919


 

Our planet spins faster
and I’m being pulled
off into outer space

But today it’s easier
to cling to the surface
with the daffodils

The Coriolis effect
isn’t knocking me
off my feet

Days and nights
rains and flowers
an egg sits upright

I fear the future
but have faith
the balanced Earth

Will survive our madness


 

(Apologies to my friends in the Southern Hemisphere for this very borealcentric poem.)

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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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23 Responses to Spring Equinox 2025

  1. berniebell1955's avatar berniebell1955 says:

    “have faith
    the balanced Earth

    Will survive our madness”

    It will.

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  2. ivor20's avatar ivor20 says:

    It’s a mad, mad world, but you can never hold back spring, Bart …

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  3. I hope so as well! :)

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  4. DD's avatar DD says:

    Well penned, Bart.
    If we all turn to the left and howl, might it help?
    ~~~~

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  5. johnlmalone's avatar johnlmalone says:

    beautiful, Bart; I have bookmarked this —

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  6. A hopeful poem, Bart!💕 Hope I live to see the day we return to our senses!

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  7. berniebell1955's avatar berniebell1955 says:

    I’m going to be picky picky picky …..the dandruff was part of you, played it’s part in your life, and, in my way of seeing LIFE – is still part of you. You don’t mourn it, but you are aware of it. And, for all you know, it might be aware of you, too. Old hippies never die, we just ramble on like this!

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  8. Susi Bocks's avatar Susi Bocks says:

    Earth will survive until it blows up from natural causes.

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  9. Beautiful. The earth will survive. Humans may not.

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