by JL Jacobs | Aug 2, 2023 | Art, Memoir, Photography
Art: Ghost Rain by Briarwood Bohemian Do-It-Yourself Death came for my mother three times, and twice she refused to go. It was dangerous to underestimate how fierce she could be. Lying just below that sweet powdered veneer was a wounded animal ready to...
by JL Jacobs | Jul 27, 2023 | Memoir, Photography
Art: Photography courtesy of Abstract Magazine: Contemporary Expressions The following selection is from the book Road to Mound Grove by Betty B. Cantwell. Chapter Six THE STRANGER Olaree and I often played in the front yard by the chimney...
by JL Jacobs | Jun 21, 2023 | Memoir, Poetry
Art: Cotter Bridge, courtesy of Thurman J. Williams of Cotter, Arkansas Little Boy Lost, Old Man Found I was born March 21st, 1942, in Mountain Home, Arkansas, the first child of Ernie Edward Wright and Alice Erlene Collins, who was always called Aline...
by JL Jacobs | May 11, 2022 | Art, Memoir
DEAR MR. WHITMAN Dear Mr. Whitman, I write to you now as a late disciple of yours because your words I read only just recently and they have inspired me to write regardless of timing and place. I write to you too because it is my belief that what you have said while...
by JL Jacobs | Apr 5, 2019 | Memoir
Art: What isn’t the Home of God (Dog)? by Waters Breedlove5 HOLDING IT TOGETHER Following the death of my mother after a short but intense illness in August 2016, my life irrevocably changed. I became the counsellor’s phrase: “an adult orphan”. In order to...
by JL Jacobs | Feb 25, 2019 | Memoir
Art: New Light by Susan McCollum PRE-PARTITION INDIA FROM LIFE AS A KASHMIRI WOMAN My maternal grandmother Akbar Jehan’s forebears, the Nedous’, had emigrated from Dubrovnik, a Croatian city on the Dalmatian coast of the Adriatic Sea, to Lahore in British ruled India...
