Category: Na/GloPoWriMo 2026

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Banshee

Charlotte Hamrick

BansheeGather round the table dressedwith Granny’s wedding china and Brussels lace cloth,for a banshee has spoken,returning three times in my dreams, her long, russet hair whispered overmy cheeks, her pale eyes held me between purgatoryand heaven. But dreamsare not reality unless given purchase.So eat from the briny breathof the sea, drink from the fruit of sun-kissed grapes, kiss with life-loving lips and pray our charms hold back death. Na/GloPoWriMo day 30 prompt: Today, try writing your own poem that discusses a real or mythical being or profession (demons, firefighters, demonic firefighters) with the same sort of musing yet dispassionate tone. … Continue reading Banshee

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New Mexico

Charlotte Hamrick

New MexicoWhat was memory but talestold by others that slowly disappeared with each mile, faster still with each year untilall that remained was a fadedfew moments in the depths of my past, a manwith a pocket full of M&M’s,myself running to meet him.When I think of that brief life now,this is the image that lingers still,a tale that no one else has heard,an echo of an echothat lives inside my mind. It risesat unexpected times,when I eat M&M’s, when I seeimages of a red desert earth,when I rub his leather coin pursebetween my fingers. An echothat will last a lifetime. … Continue reading New Mexico

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Altered

Charlotte Hamrick

AlteredThe song began, flowing over my bed in gentle waves, the breeze coming through the window shifted the air around me in a way I cannot accurately describeexcept it felt and smelled like the damp saltiness of the sea at night. The song & the scent created moments that felt familiar in an ancient way, as if I was saturated in another time or level of being, an altered state, a cell-deep shift. It lasted for a few moments, then faded away with the song. NaPoWriMo day 24 Prompt: Today, we challenge you to write your own poem that takes … Continue reading Altered

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From the Earth-plane

Charlotte Hamrick

From the Earth-planeSpiritlike starshover,a fluttering,a perfect tender touch. Na/GloPoWriMo day 23 – off prompt. A erasure poem created from text in the source work and superimposed onto artwork by Georgia Houghton, the subject of this fascinating essay.Source work: “The Substantiality of Spirit”: Georgiana Houghton’s Pictures from the Other Side by Jennifer Higgie in The Public Domain Review. Continue reading From the Earth-plane

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Oak Woman

Charlotte Hamrick

Oak WomanDear Lucille, I treasure your poem as a reminder of all the life that’s left to live in a culture that worships the young. What is a forest but the strongest of bones, what is a blossoming but an awakening of self. The sapling girl is still inside but the Oak woman is stronger & fiercer,still chasing wildness & wonder. You showed us how.Respectfully, your ardent admirer Na/GloPoWriMo day 17 prompt: For today’s challenge, write a poem in which you respond to a favorite poem by another poet.I chose this poem by Lucille Clifton. I love it & have … Continue reading Oak Woman

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Early Life

Charlotte Hamrick

Early LifeThe small kitchen porchThe morning glory vine that twirled up the porchThe grassy hillThe groundhog that lived on the hill The creek across the road The creek so clear, running with minnows The stone Spring House The jars of canned goods, cool in the Spring House The flower-studded front lawn The rabbits that played on the front lawn at twilight The big country silence The whip-poor-wills that sang out in the silence The bed at the top of the stairs The bed that hugged after a long day of play NaPoWriMo day 15 prompt: Today, we’d like you to … Continue reading Early Life

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Saturdays on Soul Train

Charlotte Hamrick

Saturdays on Soul TrainPlatforms, bell bottoms & paisley printsFunky Chickened & Bumped the Soul Train line,one hour once a week cool moves & us glued to a rock & rolling tv & music in mono but all so special in its scarcity.Now then every granny, toddler, & all in between TikTok, Facebook, Instagram their moveson phones, tablets, laptops, streaming & streaming& streaming into infinity,on tv every consumer-driven product sells itself dancing,none of it special, it all blurs into flailing arms & legs,white noise & puppet images —Click Na/GloPoWriMo day 14 prompt: Today, we challenge you to write a poem that … Continue reading Saturdays on Soul Train

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Basket

Charlotte Hamrick

Basket After Jane HirshfieldIf my eyes fall on the basket sitting on my dresser,I marvel for the millionth timeat the skill and time it tookto create a vessel of such beauty and strength, echoing the beautyand strength of the hands thatshaped it and I marvel at the timewe visited the little shopon the reservation where it was sohard to choose just one and I marvelnow at the beauty and strength of you,how I took it for granted, how hard it is to choose just one memory of us together, happy I don’t have to. Na/GloPoWriMo day 13 – I’m off … Continue reading Basket