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!

Poetry Critical 2.0

Hey guys, Donald here.

In a few weeks, this site will be 9 years old. 9 years! And I still know some of the earliest submissions by heart.

But, boy. That’s like 102 in web-years. So it’s time for something new. I’m building that something now with my nights-and-weekend minutes (and plenty of coffee). Buy me a cup?

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Random Poem:

morbid curiosity

I wonder what it would
take to peel away my skin
so that I could examine,
in excruciating detail,
what it means to be me.
       Does blood or poetry run
       through my veins?
       Is it muscles that tense or
       swallowed screams?
       Am I flesh and bone at all,
       or painted static threaded
       with words and heat?
       And if that is true, then
       where does all this
       terrifying ice
       come from?
I wonder if I
would die from the pain
or absorb it,
a raindrop into a lake,
until it is an inexorable
part of me.
       Do my nerves dance in
       technicolor epilepsy,
       or am I a
       monochromatic red
       on the inside?
       Will I ever find
       patience’s charred corpse?
       Will I scream in
       or ecstasy?
I wonder if I will have
the strength or willpower left
to sew myself
back together,
or leave myself a flayed mess
in body
and in mind.

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