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Abstract seeks fine art in all forms that engages with both the crises and joys of our shared human condition. We seek art that engages the edge of now; we seek to explore a future forward zeitgeist with a respect for the gifts of the past. We are looking for both established and emerging artists across a broad range of genres. Our criterion is quality.



Ant Gel by James Croal Jackson

25 Oct 2017, Posted by JL Jacobs in Poetry

Art: Pravin Patil, @pravinpatilphotography ANT GEL Fill the cracks so the ants can’t infest. This is the poison applied for feeding: urine-yellow icky glue sealing lips to take home to another body. Sometimes words stick where I open my mouth– the crevice between us not letting you…


Stripper by Vi Khi Nao

24 Oct 2017, Posted by JL Jacobs in Poetry

Art: Photograph by William Zuback, @williamzubackphotographs STRIPPER Three men in the midst of a biblical dual. Let us be clear about what is happening: The one in the center, famous for his tongue, is trying to pantomime the message that anything holy does not need to be…


Where the Wild Things Were by Carol Davis Koss

23 Oct 2017, Posted by JL Jacobs in Poetry

Art: Silver Lining by Andrew Flint Shipman WHERE THE WILD THINGS WERE I have mislaid shadows misplaced their sullen corners I have lost light swallowed dark’s debris Midnight’s razor fells dawn stricken in one rasp Nothing is still All – turned to stone About the…


Abstract Child by Richard King Perkins II

19 Oct 2017, Posted by JL Jacobs in Poetry

Art: Skyfuture by Jude Hotchkiss, @judehotch ABSTRACT CHILD We mourn for the abstract child as if she is possibly our own, wanting to go to her where she lives weightlessly in a monastery of trees calming her fever and uncertainty. Clouds furrow the brow of her…


Woodland Pond by Richard King Perkins II

18 Oct 2017, Posted by JL Jacobs in Poetry

Art: Excursion by D.M. Davis, @dmdavisart WOODLAND POND Stray ebb of night swirls black water from her in a meager grove of orange-leafed trees. She studies the bracken and reeds, looks past the embankment to figures standing in the distance; the man in the straw hat…


A Mystic Vine by Richard King Perkins II

17 Oct 2017, Posted by JL Jacobs in Poetry

Art: The Sculpture by Denny E. Marshall A MYSTIC VINE Fools fall in love because there is no other way to go about it. All the bending and twisting and angling that must occur is a fool’s errand at best. In a decade or two they will…


Arrowheads by Patrick Sylvain

13 Oct 2017, Posted by JL Jacobs in Poetry

Art: Olivier Fonteau, @olivierfonteau.art. ARROWHEADS You asked me, my poet friend, why my lines Are arrowheads. Well, I’m from the tropics Where the Tainos left their skulls filled With maggots at the entrances of mines. Their arrows were poems written in the battlefields Of selfhood—their arrows…


Sand by Patrick Sylvain

12 Oct 2017, Posted by JL Jacobs in Poetry

Art: Olivier Fonteau, @olivierfonteau.art SAND I’ve searched for my father’s face in the sand. You raised your left arm. A fine veil of golden Sand on your forearm. You smiled, and sang A song about stones & bones, or bony like stones. You moved. A cascade…


Contour by Patrick Sylvain

12 Oct 2017, Posted by JL Jacobs in Poetry

Art: from the Connection Series by C.A.T aka Chaos and Thread, @chaosandthread CONTOUR I removed chastity from my brain Allowing my mind free range. Foraging, I surrender to my true love, erudition. It hasn’t been easy, the rigor of flipping Pages, venturing cultural turfs while Penetrating…

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