by JL Jacobs | Jun 14, 2019 | Poetry
Art: AI Epiphany by Alex Duensing A VISION “What then is life?” I cried— —P. B. Shelley The Triumph of Life (broken off final line) A cross. A mirror. Not much else—silver gray light. Half a face—mine, stranded under bulbs too bright for this room. The cross is a...
by JL Jacobs | Jun 12, 2019 | Poetry
Art: Throw Up Graffiti Before the Train Hits by Tony Adamo TECHNIQUE Incompletions gnaw instigating me to cross swords with self. Tattooed by nameless travesties I give into plowing wraiths of wasted seasons into choruses that chime: grammar and griffonage fit in with...
by JL Jacobs | Jun 5, 2019 | Poetry
Art: Boré Ivanoff PINE NUTS AT LUNCHTIME It was in the way of things That a casual sighting in a supermarket trolley In front of me of a packet of nuts And I was a girl again Delighting in that lunch-hour of freedom From sitting straight-backed, blank-eyed At...
by JL Jacobs | Jun 3, 2019 | Poetry
Art: A City for All by Aphrodite Lutz BEFORE THE PARTY It must have just stopped raining When we arrived. The road, licked for hours By the quiet slap of countless passing tyres, Gleamed blackly under the streetlamps Like wet liquorice. We sat for a moment Watching...
by JL Jacobs | Jun 1, 2019 | Poetry
Art: Cyril Larvor WHAT WAS In the kitchen I stand Tracksuit-clad and blinking As the click of the front door shuts The sounds of the day away. I snuff the gas And the subterranean gurgling fades to naught As, like a latter-day suburban witch Leaning over her...
by JL Jacobs | May 29, 2019 | Poetry
Art: Feux d Artifice sur Canal Saint-Martin, Paris by Boré Ivanoff GAMBLING THE AISLE An arm length this uproar from the sea in an urgent need of an operation, crabs climb out and at first glance seeming the ruddy attendants to modify the then-yellow lacquer, their...
