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Monday Poetry Prompt: Eclipse

solar-eclipce-1400510-640x480.jpgThis afternoon there will be a solar eclipse and the path of totality is not far from the home of Living Poetry. How could we not write an eclipse poem today? Here’s one I wrote at the NC Museum of Natural Sciences’ Science Cafe last week.

Call me Endymion

When someone says
“Beautiful day”
I cringe.

I hate the sun!
Harsh, burning,
yellow, bright.
I wear eclipse glasses
all year ’round.

Call me Endymion.
I love the moon.
Her gentle light,
bathing the night.

I would give her my diamond ring
and a necklace of Baily’s beads
if only she’d hold
the sun in eclipse
forever.

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About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker is an organizer of Living Poetry, a collection of poets in the Triangle region of North Carolina where he has hosted a monthly feedback workshop for more than decade. His first poetry collection, Wednesday Night Regular, written in and about strip clubs, was published in 2013. His second, Milkshakes and Chilidogs, a chapbook of food inspired poetry was served in 2017. He was nominated for a Pushcart Prize in 2021. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he lives and writes poetry.

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