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:

Darkening Ruby Slippers inside a Museum

The idea of those slippers should
make me
do cart wheels, but instead
they give off
the kept feeling of dirty frilly silk
inner lining
of a used coffin.
One of the only surviving
relics of Dorothy
is like cutting my feet on jagged
can tops
or pedaling on a tricycle stuck
in the mud.
The shape of their frail brilliance is overturned
into shattered
fine china teacups.
They are captured under glass
like a tarantula in a pickling jar.
My mind's
outstretched thought is a trampoline
with giant moth holes
bitten into it.
I watch the fairy tale diminish
into a thousand prayers
whispered on rosary beads for the dead.
It's scrubbing every memory
of a yellow brick road
with steel wool on the insides of my skull
turning it blistering white.
They get dark and different
not just scuffed,
but real life grinding into them
with wear and tear
of bitter age
the taste of vinegar.

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