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!

Random Poem:

My Brother, honest

Faded polaroids show obscure blue eyes,
his or mine, alike enough to fool us both.
There never was enough room to hide in his shadow
wandering harvested fields through stoplight-red sunsets.
We sparred with stalks of river-weed in a sunshower,
under falling maple leaves, he let me win too often to fool me.
Late in high school his left bicep grew bigger, bloated-
from the outside cancer can look like muscle.
Church-quiet silence descended on our house,
broken only by white charcoal, dragged smoothly
across a deserted landscape between flat figures
on dark paper, alone except for each other.
He cried enough for us both before, but he said
with eyes dry and teeth clenched, the tumor was benign.
We whispered for hours in the dark, wind and rain outside,
we waited, watching the world wake with sunrise.
Never mattered to me if he told the truth.

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