Welcome to another week of the #HookedOnPoetry project! We’re in our third week and today is the first of a four day feature run this week here and on Kendall Reviews. Thank you so very much to those who are supporting it and sharing the features! It’s all in support of these amazing poets and authors… and to bring awareness to the art of poetry.
Today I’m featuring Erik Hofstatter, who is a published author. Erik’s words and worlds have always taken on a emotional, deep, fantastical feel that’s lyrical and smooth, poetic amid the prose. When he reached out to me to submit his micropoems for the project, I immediately fell in love with them. They are so beautiful. I hope you agree. And I believe these are Erik’s first published poems and I’m so proud to bring you his original micro work below.
If you aren’t familiar with micropoems, micropoetry is a genre of poetic verse which is characterized by its extreme brevity. Micropoetry is described by micropoetry.com as a collective term for a variety of different forms of short poetry. As a poetic artform, it doesn’t really have any rules. Although it does consists of certain forms of short poetry with fixed rules such as haiku, tanka, senryu and gogyohka.
There are also no real character length limitations either. The limits are set by the medium with which they are being shared, and also that invisible line where micropoetry becomes a regular length poem.
So now that we have that lesson out of the way, I’ll let Erik have the floor! My only recommendation is read them slowly taking a moment in between to capture their full flavor.
Erin
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Micropoems by Erik Hofstatter
a chameleon dressed
in your eyelashes
gave birth to a
red star
_____________________
singing pale
breaths to
a drowning
anchor
he sank
like martyred
daughters
______________________
she wrote
ruby-clad
scars
on the
torn
parchment
of
his skin
_______________________
a jellyfish spurned
and floating
in hidden tears
below
lamenting lost
lovers
like he did
_______________________
Red stone
skimming across
the rust-kissed
surface of
my soul
_______________________
Mist of lost
orphans
veiled her
abandoned
eyes
________________________
She was a heart
note in
the
perfume
of swan
tears
_________________________
Leviathan’s tongue
skewered
by a broken
rib
her eyes
like wet scales
in a sea of
eternity
__________________________
Tumbling emotions
in an iris of blue
changing
fading
ghosts of you
___________________________
A febrile crow
and unspoken oaths
lonesome
nights
a vortex of delirious
memories
___________________________
I slept on a raft of snakes
echoes of obstinate words
barring me
from the warm blue waters
of your eyes
my haven
____________________________
Your lips
coloured like
morganite
welcoming alcohol
with
mad urgency
____________________________
Stray raindrops
tap against
my cold window
pleading
____________________________
Pale tears
and broken
heartstrings when
she sang
____________________________
Eskimo kisses
in
a porcelain
glow
____________________________
Like a rogue tribe
of fire-tinged stones
she rolled down
my heart
_____________________________
her eyes
smudged with seduction
and
enigmatic
blue
____________________________
frost gods
whispered perversions
thawed
by
time
____________________________
the sleeping sun
below
his feet
dreamed of black
rain
______________________________
stillborn firestars
burned
like choleric
sinners
______________________________
lyrics of violent death
painted scarlet
letters into
the
midnight
sky
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Weren’t they beautiful?
Erik Hofstatter, Biography –
To read the poetry and essays on writing poetry from last week, head HERE. Stay tuned tomorrow for another poet and poem I’ve chosen to feature over at Kendall Reviews.
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