by JL Jacobs | Nov 6, 2019 | Poetry
OFFER FROM DADA Pears picked from the tree safely according to the SAFE! online safety act of the new sun also calling for SAFE! roads, SAFE! drivers, SAFE! vehicles. SAFE! news. No speaking in dispraise of Dada. Only Dada may do so nonsensically syncing anonymously...
by JL Jacobs | Nov 4, 2019 | Poetry
Fine rhythms To feathers flow slow difficult three few select. The word ground few book slow. Most part possible float, few word slow book. Fine windows through, the next part elm finess. Bird call maps the frame difficult. Three. Particles. Few word. ...
by JL Jacobs | Oct 31, 2019 | Art, Poetry
RHODODENDRON, WINTER A troupe of ghosts stand in abeyance─ radiant energy we feel but cannot see. A naive bud, abiding spring. Guilded, like the age we live in─ a thin gold leaf of wealth for a few. Greed, and fear of losing. Leaves curl backwards into themselves,...
by JL Jacobs | Oct 28, 2019 | Poetry
Mohican River Music...
by JL Jacobs | Oct 23, 2019 | Poetry
grandfather for a betta fish your gaze swims out to nothing. I watch from the other side as your body shimmers cerulean behind the plastic pane of the tank, caudal and ventral waving behind you. Cortázar once took our cousin’s place in the water but I cannot see from...
