Author Archives: Bartholomew Barker

About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker is one of the organizers of Living Poetry, a collection of poets and poetry lovers in the Triangle region of 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.

The Grave of William Carlos Williams

I wonder how many people have walked past William Carlos Williams‘ grave without knowing he was one of America’s greatest poets. Since it was a pretty hot morning, I was first attracted to the shade of the giant oak tree … Continue reading

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The Grave of Allen Ginsberg

I must admit, I haven’t really read anything Allen Ginsberg wrote besides “Howl”. “Howl” is such a masterpiece, the seminal work of the Beats, that even if he’d put his pen down after it, he would be remembered for as … Continue reading

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Fraiku: Uhura

She opened hailing frequenciesto a prismatic future— taking uswhere we’d never gone before Nichelle Nichols, 1932-2022 So it goes…

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Orangery He lives in an orangeryprotected from harsh winterby the warmth of inheritanceand orange privilege Like many citrus scionshe assumes it’s bad luckor poor planning that leavesthe rest of us out in the cold The world must seem opulentwith tropical … Continue reading

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Fraiku: Long Day

Night arrives after a long day I just want to be covered by your breath but the rain will have to do

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The Great Race

The Great Race “The planet was dominated by a bipedal species for a few thousand years.It is unclear if they achieved sentience.”~ Notes from a future survey of the Earth It’s race between instinct and intellect,between our baser demons and … Continue reading

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Fraiku: Belief

When someone asks if I believe in God I tell them I just disbelieve in one more god than they do

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Stand With Me

Stand with mewhile wildfires race the windand ash clouds the sky.I’ll wipe your tears. Stand with mewhile flash floods scour the cityand debris tumbles by.I won’t let go. Stand with mewhile gunshots echo off hillsand anger crowds the people.I’ll be … Continue reading

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Fraiku: Night Gems

More diamonds and rubiesstrewn across the night skythan are found on Earth Photo from the JWST. To celebrate the Sorta-Sonnets posted on Whispers & Echoes, I stole two lines from each of the seven published works and made a pastiche … Continue reading

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Childhood Memories of an Afternoon Nap

Childhood Memories of an Afternoon Nap Sneaking out the bedroom windowjumping off the porch roofrunning to the park pastthe fragrant rose bushes Climbing the cherry treeback to the turtle sandboxwith our crimson treats Then to the big swingswhere we pump … Continue reading

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