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Something Small, Every Day (or so): Poet

Charlotte Hamrick

Poetintimacy of atomsbooks and paperslettersyellow paperaid feelingsworking behind objects andtrouble perspectiveI – amateurin a windowless officecan never be knownas something morethan a slippageassembled My “Something Small, Every Day (or so)” series is inspired by Austin Kleon’s piece here where he says, “Building a body of work (or a life) is all about the slow accumulation of a day’s worth of effort over time.” Continue reading Something Small, Every Day (or so): Poet

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Something Small, Every Day (or so): Spring Soak

Charlotte Hamrick

Spring Soakbirds breeze overhappy wanderbetween root and tendrilspirited song thickly moistgreen and freshseeding a sanctuaryfor a long sweet spring Spring is here and bees are buzzin’. I am here for it! Poem created via the Magnetic Poetry Kit online. My “Something Small, Every Day (or so)” series is inspired by Austin Kleon’s piece here where he says, “Building a body of work (or a life) is all about the slow accumulation of a day’s worth of effort over time.” Continue reading Something Small, Every Day (or so): Spring Soak

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Something Small, Every Day (or so): In the Midnight Hour

Charlotte Hamrick

In the Midnight Houra thousand recallstonguemoanwhispershadow sleeping stormscry hot man-made howls Today I used the Magnetic Poetry Kit online for inspiration. But instead of scrolling through different pages of words, I chose all my words from the first word page presented. It came out a bit on the dark side. My “Something Small, Every Day (or so)” series is inspired by Austin Kleon’s piece here where he says, “Building a body of work (or a life) is all about the slow accumulation of a day’s worth of effort over time.” Continue reading Something Small, Every Day (or so): In the Midnight Hour

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Something Small, Every Day (or so): Out of the Box

Charlotte Hamrick

Out of the BoxFrog and Robin nestledin a neighborhoodconvenience storefrequently brown-baggedfood and smokedjoints in the parking lotadventurousexceeding all odds Erasure poem created from the nonfiction piece, “Is This Home?” by Sam Stephenson in Oxford American, Winter 2020. I decided to go whimsical to balance out my last rather heavy poem. Balance is important, I think. My “Something Small, Every Day (or so)” series is inspired by Austin Kleon’s piece here where he says, “Building a body of work (or a life) is all about the slow accumulation of a day’s worth of effort over time.” Continue reading Something Small, Every Day (or so): Out of the Box

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Something Small, Every Day (or so): In the Moment I Realize

Charlotte Hamrick

In the Moment I RealizeWords, like colors, swirl withinthe heart and gut, throughthe bloodstream, into the fingersYour vacant chair is blue fading to violet then to grey until,at last, it is colorlessBut all around mebare winter branches burstinto flower,the Japanese Magnolia reachesits tender pink blooms to the skyLight is always within reach This bitty Eckphrastic thing was inspired by the artwork above as seen on the Women’s Art account on X. (@womensart1) I’ve followed Women’s Art there for many years and recommend it. My “Something Small, Every Day (or so)” series is inspired by Austin Kleon’s piece here where he says, “Building … Continue reading Something Small, Every Day (or so): In the Moment I Realize

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Something Small, Every Day (or so): Dear Ex-Social Media Friend

Charlotte Hamrick

Dear Ex-Social Media Friend,You reminded me of a Mimosa blossomdelicate and exotic.We had a casual online acquaintance, read each other’s stories& shared them.You kindly offered advice & I was grateful.I thought well of you & enjoyedreading your work & your … Continue reading Something Small, Every Day (or so): Dear Ex-Social Media Friend

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Something Small, Every Day (or so): Disruption on Parade

Charlotte Hamrick

Disruption on ParadeNo matter its name, no matter yoursNo rules apply hereIf your eyes grew wider would you capture light thin the fearFresh from mediocrity my fingers struggle and still I persistswallow wholeBreathTonePulseA simple concept in this pre-packagedworldeach separate but … Continue reading Something Small, Every Day (or so): Disruption on Parade