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:


We slow danced to the sound of
having so little space between our bodies,
and the overcast sky, coiling
outside our hotelroom window like a spring.
She's manic smiling; neither her, nor I
will leave things off on some Morrisonnote.
My guitar is already packed away.
I drove home from the airport between
bouts of clarity and tears. feeling wretched,
and loving her with all my notes in tune.
That afternoon, it rained on Virginia
harder than it had all year.
The strings on my guitar were
too damp and heavy to ring as true and
I found it only right, poetically speaking
that August was tangled in the tips of her hair
like falling stars leaving trails in the dusk.
And poignant that she
take summer's end back home with her.
It had been happier there,

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