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A poetry blog featuring works that will move you, entice you, and stimulate your creative fancy.

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overnight

'overnight' - a poem by Caitlin Cacciatore

it was finally

the start of the rainy season

yet as I watched the ice thaw

I could not help but notice

through the parting of your curtains

the plants which had died of thirst

overnight –

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The Poet Remains

You, too, have gazed upon the cool blade of the guillotine they call time...


too bright and too distant

I only know of the night/ it's not like the moon is too bright/ and too distant all at once...

the silence of peace rang out too late,

too late for me;

the war drums beat their way

into my heart.

I would have written you a love poem,

if only I knew how.

you do understand that I know nothing

of love, don’t you?

I only know of the night. 

it’s not like the moon is too bright

and too distant all at once.

that name means nothing to me.

nothing, you hear?

don’t ask me,

I say unto the light,

how to say anything in German.

I simply don’t know.

in fact – don’t ask me a single question about my past.

I am a wandering star.

I don’t know the words

of this song by heart.

it was all a beautiful lie

it was nothing – it meant nothing

it meant everything to you,

the multiplicity of voices counter.

I never get much further than halfway,

Zeno’s paradoxes holding true to the last.

if only

all my sorrows

were as sweet as they are,

tonight.


An Interview with the Author

Check out Encounter Magazine’s interview with Caitlin Cacciatore.

Check out Encounter Magazine’s interview with Caitlin Cacciatore.


An Update from the Author: January 2019

A letter to you, a letter to the world.

Hello friends, readers and fellow poets,

I am writing not a poem, but a letter updating the World Wide Web that I am still around, writing poems, despite the sparsity of posts you may see on this blog.

In the past few years, and the past few months especially, my writing career has taken off. I am trying to get a chapbook published by the end of the year. I am working on a LGBTQIA+ romance for publication, as well as a space opera trilogy, which long-time readers will know as the Kingdom Come trilogy.

I have also been published in the Toasted Cheese Journal for winning second prize a 48-hour short story writing contest, which you can check out here.

And last but certainly not least, I was published in Encounters again as a featured poet. You can check out my interview and the interviews of the five other featured writers, photographers, and songwriters here.

I would like to let the world know that both Toasted Cheese and Encounters have my sincerest and most heartfelt thanks for publishing my work at such an early stage in my writing career.

Thank you also to everyone who reads my poetry, and this blog, and also to my mother, my great aunt, my adoptive grandmother, and everyone else who supports me, my poetry, and my dreams.

Sincerely,

Caitlin Cacciatore


In the Wild Deep

Eons away, a city was burning/ / though both the art of fire and that of learning / had long since been cast into the Sea of Fevered Dreams / Where all is not always as it seems...

The sky was afire this morning.

The stars could not shine for the clouds,

And the sun had not yet burnt off the shimmering shrouds of fog,

Yet birds were singing in their perfect, flaming flight,

Aglow in the diffuse light.

Eons away, a city was burning,

Though both the art of fire and that of learning

Had long since been cast into the Sea of Fevered Dreams,

Where all is not always as it seems.

In the wild deep, Poseidon was still asleep,

Though the Thunderer was making clear his desire,

Beating his hammer in time with the heavenly choir –

He, too, wished to set the skies alight.

Fire met with rain,

Each drummed out a separate rhythm against the windowpane,

Dancing to a different song,

Both believing it was they who had been wronged.

They battled, until only one remained.

The fire waned,

Yet on wept the rain.


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