Dance on the slip of an abyss
Inspiration below — Willing to fall
Just like a poet
(Yesterday I attended a talk at the Science Café entitled, How Pilot Whales Make Dinner Plans. During the lecture four Living Poets were writing and at the end we shared our ink-wet poems with the crowd. This haiku is a reduction of my poem. The evening was posted to the NC Museum of Natural Sciences YouTube channel. We go on at 58:30 but watch the whole the thing so the references land.)
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 
Sounds like a wonderful time! 🐳 Thanks for sharing highlights, including your haiku.
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Thanks, Michele! Yeah, those Science Cafes are lots of fun.
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Good job. I’m glad you had a full house of poets for the event. Next year I will hitch a ride with you and attend one of these. And that’s a promise. Or a threat. I’ll leave that to you.
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Thanks, JM! I’ll alert the poetic authorities.
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Love this analogy; it is unique for me.
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Thanks, LuAnne! Until I learned how pilot whales feed, it never occurred to me either.
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