by JL Jacobs | Aug 28, 2019 | Poetry
Reclaimed The barn thrived for three generations, barn doors flung wide hosting children on hay hoists, October called dances with stolen embraces under a bat’s roost, an owl’s screech, the breeze joyous in the wheat, its golden hue reflecting on the barn’s whitewash....
by JL Jacobs | Aug 26, 2019 | Poetry
Her dress once pink A harrier hawk on a snow-mounded fence a murder of crows on the gray wind shocks of yellow winter wheat on the periphery the field bleeding into the horizon I can’t go on she said surrounded by absence...
by JL Jacobs | Aug 21, 2019 | Poetry
It’s a Matter of Record/Opinion Tell me something meaningful and make sure I believe it before you double down my debts. Then dance in your pride and vanity. Then dance in your ignorance and vanity. Then dance in your shaken identity. Then dance, then dance,...
by JL Jacobs | Aug 19, 2019 | Poetry and Article
My Journey from the Foothills of the Himalayas to the Plains of Oklahoma As I contemplate the environment in my home away from home, I reflect on my personal and intellectual journey that brought me from my homeland, Kashmir, which is cradled by the Himalayas in the...
by JL Jacobs | Aug 16, 2019 | Poetry and Article
First Published in The Daily Times (April 17, 2019) Educators Can Facilitate the Process of Healing in Conflict Zones In conflict zones, particularly Kashmir, education can be deployed as an effective tool in intergenerational family communication regarding...
by JL Jacobs | Aug 2, 2019 | Poetry
Art: Paper by Çağrı Yılmaz Crepe Paper Golden Coach Tether System —for my H You twist —dancer— that spine of dream into one of those crepe paper chains i used to make. As if not understanding that some other substance would make better chains than...
