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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.
Bartholomew Barker has written 446 posts for Living Poetry

December Visual Poetry Prompt

Dashing through the snow… Post your poem in the comment below.

Monday Poetry Prompt: Treaty

This week let’s write a treaty poem. While treaties are agreements between nations, they could be metaphors for all sorts of interactions between people, plants, even landscapes. Ratify your poem then post it in the comments below.

Monday Poetry Prompt: Court, Rise, Tax

This week let’s write a poem with the words court, rise and tax in it. This is another of those prompts where I randomly choose three words from a list of the top 1000 words in the English language plus a few of my favorites. Post your poems in the comments below. (These words are … Continue reading →

Monday Poetry Prompt: Deaf

This week let’s write a poem about being deaf. I’ve always thought I’d rather lose my sight than my hearing but I think it would be much more difficult for me to write poetry blind than deaf. I’m eager to “hear” your comments below.

November Visual Poetry Prompt

brrr…

Monday Poetry Prompt: Halloween

This week let’s write a Halloween poem because tomorrow’s Halloween. Make the costumed beggars listen to your poem before you give them any candy. Share your work with others tonight at the Living Poetry Halloween Open Mic on Zoom and, of course, post your treat in the comments below.

Monday Poetry Prompt: Apple

This week let’s write an apple poem. When I lived in New England, this time of year, I’d be in the local orchard, picking my own fresh from the branch and leave with a peck and a couple of gallons of unpasteurized cider. I even miss the smell of them rotting on the ground. But … Continue reading →

Monday Poetry Prompt: Fill, Fish, Pumpkin

This week let’s write a poem with the words fill, fish and pumpkin in it. This is another of those prompts where I (mostly) randomly choose three words from a list of the top 1000 words in the English language plus a few of my favorites. Post your poems in the comments below.

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