poetry critical

online poetry workshop

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Welcome to Poetry Critical, an online poetry workshop. To post your own poetry you'll need to create a user id by typing a name and password in the box above and hitting 'New User'. If you just want to critique or jump into the discussion, however, you can go ahead and get started!

Poetry Critical 2.0

Hey guys, Donald here.

In a few weeks, this site will be 9 years old. 9 years! And I still know some of the earliest submissions by heart.

But, boy. That’s like 102 in web-years. So it’s time for something new. I’m building that something now with my nights-and-weekend minutes (and plenty of coffee). Buy me a cup?

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Random Poem:

Coffee shops and lingerie

My two favorite things
are hot coffee from the little cafe
fifteen minutes from my house.
Especially on a cold night.
The crickets chirp.
I read.
And sometimes, I look up and stare
at the wall of bamboo
as if it held the meaning
of everything
and it was just waiting
to whisper it in my ear.
And sometimes, I look up and stare
at the old men who come in
who look at me
who smoke and read
at the same time every day.
And I think they're pathetic,
but then I remember that I know they come in every day
because I come in every day.
And then I feel like a hypocrite.
and wearing nothing
but a pair
of lacy panties.
I look at myself in the mirror
and if I angle everything the right way.
I look hot.
I feel sexy.
I like to walk from mirror to mirror
pretending I look good all the time
that it's not just a trick of the light.
It's really too bad I can't do
my favorite things
at the same time.

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