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Poems Here, There, Everywhere

Charlotte Hamrick

I have a poem in the new issue of Right Hand Pointing titled “Missing”. It was inspired  by the image above which I stumbled onto one day on the internet. Do you ever feel that way? Huge thanks to the editors for accepting this poem. I really like this zine because they focus on short poetry and flash fiction, both of which are my favorite styles for reading and writing. Do give them a visit. I also have three poems in The Miscreant and more huge thanks to Amanda Harris, the editor there. I like the slant toward darker writing you … Continue reading Poems Here, There, Everywhere

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Seven Days of Rememberance: Day 4

Charlotte Hamrick

Photo by Geovanni Velasquez for NOLAFemmes In rememberance of lives lost and lives forever changed due to the Federal levee breach in New Orleans after Hurricane Katrina in 2005. I’ll be posting poems and short essays I’ve written over the past 10 years through August 29. Never forget. Sorrows and Secrets The sky hangs low bloated with water waiting to fall. It hovers like ambiguity. The river parts it’s waves as crow’s wings part the air, accepting sorrows and secrets nestled sweetly in its belly, lifted from the shoulders of the disheartened who spill uncertainty into her accepting oblivion. Gulls glide … Continue reading Seven Days of Rememberance: Day 4

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Seven Days of Rememberance: Day 2

Charlotte Hamrick

 Photo by Infrogmation In rememberance of lives lost and lives forever changed due to the Federal levee breach in New Orleans after Hurricane Katrina in 2005. I’ll be posting poems and short essays I’ve written over the past 10 years through August 29. Never forget. Birdless We watched for the return of the birds. The air around the house was silent and devoid of flutterings, a vacuum of tweets and whistles. What stragglingh flowers were left went hummingbirdless while twigs and string were just twigs and string with no hope of sheltering featherless offspring. It was strangely quiet, as though … Continue reading Seven Days of Rememberance: Day 2

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Seven Days of Rememberance: Day 1

Charlotte Hamrick

Photo by Infrogmation In rememberance of lives lost and lives forever changed due to the Federal levee breach in New Orleans after Hurricane Katrina in 2005. I’ll be posting poems and short essays I’ve written over the past 10 years through August 29. Never forget. ***** Disparity In that house red beans & rice cooked every Monday for four generations until the water washed it away. It floated down Forgotten Street, clapboards splintering like frail old bones in the jaws of the beast. The land where it stood’s going on five years empty now, sacred ground bleached with the salt … Continue reading Seven Days of Rememberance: Day 1

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Mamma and Granny

Charlotte Hamrick

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

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New Poetry in CPR

Charlotte Hamrick

I Big thanks to Barry Basden and Camroc Press Review for publishing four of my poems. I’m honored to be a part of this respected journal, especially since this is the last year CPR will be in publication. Please do go over there and enjoy the fine work in it’s pages while you can! The photo is of the courtyard at Tableau. I spent yesterday afternoon in the French Quarter with my friend, Sandy, where we attended the one-woman play “The Waltz by Dorothy Parker” and meandered around taking photos. It was a great day with beautiful, balmy, sunny weather … Continue reading New Poetry in CPR

About Writing, My Poetry, NaPoMo 2015, Poetry11 Comments

The Dotted Line

Charlotte Hamrick

Yep. I’ve signed on it, virtually speaking. And now I’m getting the jitters and doubts and semi-regrets because, as much as it pains me to say it, I’m not a joiner.  But recently I’ve agreed to do several things, join things, show up, participate, chime in, stretch. The closer the start time gets, the more I think about pulling out and so I’m trying really hard to convince myself that I can do these things, that I just have to organize and structure my time effectively. April 1 is the beginning of National Poetry Month (NaPoMo) and I’ve signed up … Continue reading The Dotted Line