Odin Roark : Writing

Tears Never Wept

Tears Never Wept

A Poem by Odin Roark


At times, compassion seems to be in rare supply.
The Little Wave That Could

The Little Wave That Could

A Poem by Odin Roark


Having yet to prove Nature is without sensations, awareness, et al, who’s to say our imagination is invalid?
Ambition

Ambition

A Poem by Odin Roark


Seems no amount of awareness is enough.
Rain's Innocent Guilt

Rain's Innocent Guilt

A Poem by Odin Roark


Nature never promised us a rose garden. We invented that. And what have we given in exchange?
Might We?

Might We?

A Poem by Odin Roark


How vigorously we struggle with trying to do what’s right, unwilling to accept, it can never all be perfect.
Dixie Cup Memorial

Dixie Cup Memorial

A Poem by Odin Roark


As this holiday weekend begins, it’s easy to forget that Memorial Day is not about the long weekend box office competition. Thoughts of the sad ..
hobbyhorse dreams

hobbyhorse dreams

A Poem by Odin Roark


A prosetry exploration into why every day bids we abandon dreams and face reality—but whose reality?
Toxic Cake

Toxic Cake

A Poem by Odin Roark


After reading Thomas Friedman’s op-ed today “Tell Me How This Ends,” one would like to deny the inevitability, but…
Love Like a Sweater

Love Like a Sweater

A Poem by Odin Roark


It’s easy to forget love has many forms.
Finding Home

Finding Home

A Poem by Odin Roark


“What we resist persists.” Death is such an unknown. We all want to dream as if we’ll live forever, but perhaps we should all aspir..