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If you find my journal
If you find my journal Best keep the clasp tight not for any secrets sitting within (poets don’t write those down) but for everything that might spill out A stem of heather picked in the Ring of Brodgar on the … Continue reading
Fraiku: Pilot Whales
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 … Continue reading
How I Learned to Write Poetry at The Lake
I’m very proud to announce that a new poem of mine has just been published at The Lake. My thanks to John Murphy for accepting my work. How I Learned to Write Poetry starts like this: Little boy in a … Continue reading
Table for One, Please
Glass of red wine in one hand and a purple pen in the other. If I had antennae, they’d be quivering. The booth to my right wraps around two men, complaining about the wives they fear to lose. The booth … Continue reading
Just Like Writing Poetry
Spent all morning washing the clothes, birds on the wing in the bright blue, I smiled back at the sun in his sky. But as soon as I hang the wash on the line the gulls and clouds fly in … Continue reading
Poetic Outliers
Poets live on the outskirts of life all the better to observe from a distance happiness is not an advantage Every community needs four poets one for each of the four winds a leader — a dreamer a sister and … Continue reading
Arse Poetica
Poetry is a mistake, an elaborate typo, a series of errors, in tricky rhyme. Events misrecalled, premises that don’t follow, lists of bad analogies and mixed metaphors. Malaprops and Spoonerisms, auto-corrected and misinterpreted, forced by circular OCD into a square … Continue reading
Poet Trees on e-Quips
For National Poetry Month, Pat over at e-Quips has been featuring various poets and I’m honored that she chose to include me. Earlier today she posted my poem, Poet Trees, which I wrote during last year’s Poem-a-Day challenge. I encourage … Continue reading
Poems
Poems swim through rivers of wine are caught with lipstick lures gutted cleaned and grilled left as a sacrifice to the Muse in the hope that another hungry mind will be nourished (a little ars poetica for the first … Continue reading
Why I Write Poetry
Imagine the unnamed adult male whose body was buried without a heart. Did he die sudden and young, long before the age of EKGs, leaving a black-veiled widow who donated his body to the university? Or was it later exhumed … Continue reading
Bartholomew Barker, Poet 