
This week let’s write a terpsichorean poem. That’s just a fancy word for dancing, from the muse of the dance, Terpsichore. Post your result below.
About Bartholomew Barker
Bartholomew Barker is an organizer of Living Poetry, where he has hosted monthly workshops 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 the Pushcart Prize in 2021, 2024 & 2025 as well as the Best of the Net Anthology in 2024. His work has appeared in The Lake, Autumn Sky Poetry Daily, Panoply, Tipton Poetry Journal, the Gyroscope Review and the Naugatuck River Review among others.
Oops, I just wrote an anti-Terpsichorean poem about not enjoying dance! My daughter grew up to be a dancer despite me. https://bilocalalia.wordpress.com/2018/02/13/empty-dance-floor/
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Posted by bilocalalia - talking about living in two places | February 13, 2018, 12:04 PM