Bart Solarczyk and Pal
—Poetry by Bart Solarczyk, Pittsburg, PA
—Candle Photos Courtesy of Public Domain
CRAYON SKY
To make this
my own time & place
this August backyard
this gnawing loneliness
warm in the sun
cotton clouds
crayon sky
still lonely.
To make this
my own time & place
this August backyard
this gnawing loneliness
warm in the sun
cotton clouds
crayon sky
still lonely.
BIG BLUE WORLD
Eight billion people
on the planet
how can anyone
be lonely
but it happens
it happens all the time.
(prev. pub. in Jeannette Unvarnished)
Eight billion people
on the planet
how can anyone
be lonely
but it happens
it happens all the time.
(prev. pub. in Jeannette Unvarnished)
OTHER MEN
I write these poems
so dark & cold
even when I’m
sitting in the sun
other men
are doing things
I’m here
I’m not other men.
__________________
IT HURTS MOST IN THE MORNING
No wife, no confidant
no lover, no you
it hurts most
in the morning
then sticks around
& hurts all day.
I write these poems
so dark & cold
even when I’m
sitting in the sun
other men
are doing things
I’m here
I’m not other men.
__________________
IT HURTS MOST IN THE MORNING
No wife, no confidant
no lover, no you
it hurts most
in the morning
then sticks around
& hurts all day.
BIG
Here is the sky
it’s over there too
I wish I was big
big enough to see
where you’ve gone.
Here is the sky
it’s over there too
I wish I was big
big enough to see
where you’ve gone.
MY SISTER CALLS
Uncle Conrad is dead
88 years old
my godfather
I hadn’t seen him in years
*
tied to my uncle
with a clothesline
riding his motor scooter
Uncle Conrad is dead
88 years old
my godfather
I hadn’t seen him in years
*
tied to my uncle
with a clothesline
riding his motor scooter
I LIE
You ask me how
I’m holding up
I lie
to make you
feel better.
_________________
THE DEAD STAY DEAD
Everything is sad again
everything is sad
I can only be happy
in pieces
never is forever
always down to this
the dead stay dead
& everything is sad.
You ask me how
I’m holding up
I lie
to make you
feel better.
_________________
THE DEAD STAY DEAD
Everything is sad again
everything is sad
I can only be happy
in pieces
never is forever
always down to this
the dead stay dead
& everything is sad.
UNWASHED & RAW
I greet
the day
I think I’ll
stay this way.
___________________
Today’s LittleNip:
days of dog shit
& wet gloom
I keep scooping
—Bart Solarczyk
____________________
Bart Solarczyk writes: “I’m a lifelong resident of Pittsburgh, PA. Over the past forty years, my poems have been published in print & online in a variety of magazines, journals, anthologies, broadsides & chapbooks. I’m the author of three full-length collections of poetry. A lot of my recent work deals with issues of grief & loss due to the sudden death of my wife in April of 2020”. Welcome to the Kitchen, Bart, and don’t be a stranger!
Tonight, Poetry Unplugged at Luna’s Cafe in Sacramento presents Matriarchy Night with Kaydence Jae and Nicole C. Limón, plus open mic, 8pm. Or head up to Nevada City for Five Dudes Reading Poems of Love, 7pm. Click UPCOMING NORCAL EVENTS at the top of this column for details about these and other future poetry events in the NorCal area—and keep an eye on this link and on the Kitchen for happenings that might pop up during the week.
___________________
—Medusa
I greet
the day
I think I’ll
stay this way.
___________________
Today’s LittleNip:
days of dog shit
& wet gloom
I keep scooping
—Bart Solarczyk
____________________
Bart Solarczyk writes: “I’m a lifelong resident of Pittsburgh, PA. Over the past forty years, my poems have been published in print & online in a variety of magazines, journals, anthologies, broadsides & chapbooks. I’m the author of three full-length collections of poetry. A lot of my recent work deals with issues of grief & loss due to the sudden death of my wife in April of 2020”. Welcome to the Kitchen, Bart, and don’t be a stranger!
Tonight, Poetry Unplugged at Luna’s Cafe in Sacramento presents Matriarchy Night with Kaydence Jae and Nicole C. Limón, plus open mic, 8pm. Or head up to Nevada City for Five Dudes Reading Poems of Love, 7pm. Click UPCOMING NORCAL EVENTS at the top of this column for details about these and other future poetry events in the NorCal area—and keep an eye on this link and on the Kitchen for happenings that might pop up during the week.
___________________
—Medusa
Bart and Other Pal
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All you have to do is send poetry and/or
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that which was previously published—
and collaborations are welcome.
Just remember:
the snakes of Medusa are always hungry—
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