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:

Penelope's Night Swim

“So she spoke, and our proud hearts consented. Then day by day she would weave at the great web, but by night would unravel it…” The Odyssey Book 2: Lines 104-106
I find myself at water’s edge on nights
when the humid air turns soft and fragrant
                                                with the sea.
I soak my hands that throb
with a familiar ache and wait for you.
All that is before me is stretched too long
                                                   and wide.
I wish simply that I could fold up
it’s edges and bring closer the dog eared corner
                                                   where you are.
I want to feel the water lap
at the small of my back and against my skin,
                                      to have it deliverer me.
I feel the coolness ease my cramped fingers.
My hands are like starfish shining in the moonlight,
they wiggle and dance with life.
I return to my work. Examine carefully
the beauty that I have created and slowly
with renewed fire
                         destroy it again.

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