This week let’s write a shadow poem. Last week’s “blood moon” was the product of a shadow, which is simply what happens when matter gets in the way of light but we humans have layered all sorts of negative connotations onto or into shadows yet there’s nothing more refreshing on a hot sunny day.
Don’t forget to cast your shadow in the comments below.
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.
Living Poetry 
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Posted by Chico’s Mom | March 9, 2026, 9:30 AMThanks for sharing this old poem.
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | March 9, 2026, 8:16 PMHere’s my entry:
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Posted by Maggie | March 9, 2026, 10:30 AMNice work. I especially liked your characterization of your own shadow. Thanks for sharing, Maggie!
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | March 9, 2026, 8:19 PMHappy you liked it 😊.
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Posted by Maggie | March 9, 2026, 8:20 PMHi here’s one I prepared earlier 😃https://poetisatinta.wordpress.com/?p=19977
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Posted by poetisatinta | March 10, 2026, 9:23 AMThanks for sharing an old poem.
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | March 10, 2026, 7:19 PMgrim penumbra dims
the heart of the moon it seems
shaded by her twin
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Posted by Chris Clarke | March 15, 2026, 12:42 PMA nice little eclipse haiku. Thanks for sharing, Chris!
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | March 15, 2026, 7:03 PM