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:

By the Side of the Road

I am a suitcase by the side of the road-
a novelist will write a story of me,
make up characters and truth
that will seem real.
A musician will sing of old leather,
things kicked to the curb,
forgotten and unloved.
A child will drag me into the brush,
open me, hunting for treasures
left behind but along with
a few quarters and a roll of $100 bills
that his parents will agonize over
then spend on his braces and a used mini van,
he will find a picture of a beautiful little girl
in a white dress, smiling at the camera as she
shields her eyes against a morning sun
and another of a woman spread eagle, naked -
both will fuel his newly fledged wet dreams,
becoming tangled in his head - the bride
and the whore woven tightly together.
Later, a mouse will make her nursery
in my depths, a stronghold against
rain and wind, with babies snuggled
against my walls.
When you drive past, you don't even see me.

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