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Winter Begins

Posted on 2022/12/21 by Bartholomew Barker

Winter Begins We’re all in trouble if the Sunkeeps sinking earlier and rising later No thaw in the Earth— no planting in springno harvest in autumn just a night with no dawn Snow piles higher— rivers freeze to their bedsand … Continue reading →

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15 Last Minute Gift Ideas for Old Bohemian Poets

Posted on 2022/12/20 by Bartholomew Barker

Nothing They don’t want any more crap cluttering their rented rooms unless it can be burned for heat under a hungry moon. If you insist: Wine Leave the bottle at their doorstep, ring the bell, run away, no card, no … Continue reading →

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They Called Me Cardie

Posted on 2022/12/12 by Bartholomew Barker

because of my bright red parka and black ski mask a chubby shadow engraved in the snow while my sled sped downhill alone (for the Living Poetry Visual Prompt and Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt.)

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Goals

Posted on 2022/11/30 by Bartholomew Barker

Goals Watching men from Ecuador and Senegalplay football in Qatar from a bar in Irelandthis poet from the United Statesacknowledges his decadence. Fortune kissed my forehead at birthwhen I came out white, straight and malein America. I can take my … Continue reading →

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Happy Thanksgiving!

Posted on 2022/11/24 by Bartholomew Barker

The Fourth Thursday in November Laughter rolls in from outside where cousins play Laughter bakes into the cornbread where cooks gossip Crying onions bubbling gravy crackling turkey All parade to the table where we hold hands in fidgety anticipation As … Continue reading →

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3 Experiments That Prove The World Is Flat Poetically

Posted on 2022/11/14 by Bartholomew Barker

My car is jealous of poetry because it fills the garage. Rickety card tables and milk crates are covered with beakers, books and Bunsen burners bubbling away useless words. My hands shake as I pour reagents, mixing the smoothest line … Continue reading →

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Blue Magick

Posted on 2022/11/07 by Bartholomew Barker

Blue Magick I call upon the spirits of light, the angels of constitutional democracy, of reasonable policy based upon science, I humbly beseech you: Arise! Cast out the demons of fear and corruption. Break the curse of lies, hatred and … Continue reading →

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While Exploring Le Musée des Arcanes

Posted on 2022/10/31 by Bartholomew Barker

While Exploring Le Musée des Arcanes His eyes follow me around the cluttered room,this portrait of a man from another century—painted by a skilled hand, fine brushstrokesthough the artist neither signed the worknor identified their subject. I gaze into his … Continue reading →

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Halloween Television

Posted on 2022/10/25 by Bartholomew Barker

Trick or Treaters have appeared not at my door but on TV The Democrats wearing scary masks faces twisted and darkened With Republicans in happy family man costumes pure as a newborn lamb in fresh fallen snow I’ve tried throwing … Continue reading →

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Working the Polls

Posted on 2022/10/17 by Bartholomew Barker

Working the Polls Let’s install a pole in the Capitol so our Congressmen can do their tricks like strippers in a dank club, teasing and tantalizing their base. The esteemed Senator from Exxon Mobil slinks out of his suit and … Continue reading →

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