3 Poems by Bart Solarczyk

3 Poems

by Bart Solarczyk

Crow and Blossom by Ohara Koson

Not sure what to say by way of introduction to these poems. Looking back, remembering, a way of life passed, people gone, going gray along the way, the crow always watching, earth & air calling me home.

- Bart Solarczyk

Plastic Flowers

Queen of city steps & soot
Blessed Mother
in a bathtub shrine

embracing slag, smoke & hammers
come adore her
plastic flowers never die.



Gray To White

The small things become big
in both the doing & the meaning

years so long once now gone fast
you’re here & you’re this old

the small things become big
layered like lost smiles

the doing & the meaning
gray to white, ashes in a jar.



Crow Heart

In the rain on the wire
on the cold bare branch
shadow in the autumn sky

crow sees me drunk
caws my name like a curse

crow heart lonely like mine.

Bart Solarczyk grew up on the South Side of Pittsburgh, PA and now lives in the North Hills. Over the past four decades his poetry has appeared in a variety of publications. He is the author of nine chapbooks. His first full length book of poems, Tilted World was published by Low Ghost Press in 2019.