Author: Charlotte Hamrick
Charlotte Hamrick’s creative writing and photographs have been published in a number of literary journals and anthologies. Her debut prose chapbook, Offset Melodies, is included in Grieving Hope (ELJ Editions), a collection of five microchaps. She is Managing Editor for Reckon Review.
Wordless Wednesday: Joujou
Morning Meditation 5.12.15
Still Tuesday morning walking through the neighborhood I decide tank tops are a required dress code for New Orleans humidity. Creamy magnolias nod amongst fat green leaves looking like globs of whipped cream in pistachio pudding. The lazy hum of a buzz saw ignites imaginings of flying away on the wings of a honey bee. Continue reading Morning Meditation 5.12.15
Mamma and Granny
I’ve written many poems about my mother in the past few years but they’re all about her time in ICU before she died in 2012. It was a sorrowful, stressful time and I tend to write more when I’m melancholy. I was looking through them to find one to post today for Mothers Day but they’re all sad except for this one. It’s short (my preferred form) but it refers to a basic truth that I only recognized after her death. Dowser You were the divining rod of my life long before I even knew you, when I was … Continue reading Mamma and Granny
Wordless Wednesday: French Quarter Architecture
39 (you are)
You are the fierceness, the center. You are energy and truth, shade at high noon, laughter and rebellion, peace hidden in a secret glade. You are the juiciness of a ripe plum, the wonderous nuclei, the mitochondria of my existence. You. Are. Continue reading 39 (you are)
Hot Reads and Peggy Sue
Peggy Sue April has come and gone and nothing about it turned out as I’d planned. I had to drop out of PoMoSco because life got in the way. Real life, nuts and bolts and shit happens life. But I did get in a few poems and I think with some editing I’ll have some decent work out of it. I didn’t even start a poetry online course I’d signed up for, which makes me sad, but at least I did read some good poetry in between all the running around I did before falling into bed each night, usually well … Continue reading Hot Reads and Peggy Sue
