by JL Jacobs | Mar 25, 2019 | Poetry
Art by Marie Dashkova JUNIPER NIGHT: FOUR POEMS [su_row class=””] [su_column size=”1/2″ center=”no” class=””] lone juniper dark itself spooked by scant light carving the barely gnarled trunk thrusting upward twisted into...
by JL Jacobs | Mar 22, 2019 | Poetry
Art: Photography by Robert L. Ferrier A PRIEST TO BELIEVE IN Drip by drip by drip, gravity bags bring near the final turning, and the mind turns to sin and soul and to a priest I can believe in. . . .What’s her name? What was her name? Sister—Sister Whatshername, who...
by JL Jacobs | Mar 18, 2019 | Poetry
Art: Waiting by Alex Duensing A NUMBER ON REALITY My wife is behind me with her chemistry book open, her head buried in another world. Every once in a while she breaks the silence. “Light travels 3 million meters per second.” I stand up and stride across the room in...
by JL Jacobs | Mar 15, 2019 | Poetry
Art: Live Now by Andrew Flint Shipman CEZANNE’S APPLES The apples lie there, larger than life, leaping from the canvas, so many canvases—tempting; you paint them over and over, like real apples you eat and eat again, each bite bursting anew in your mouth; each...
by JL Jacobs | Mar 11, 2019 | Poetry
Art: Red River Bridge by Nancy Shuler IN THE CLOCK ROOM AT THE RAILROAD MUSEUM Tinkering tick-tockers all: These are history’s duplicitous faces. These are Observer, Arcade No. 1, Lobby Clock, once proud to condescend every train. And these old teachers,...
by JL Jacobs | Mar 6, 2019 | Poetry
Art: Shaman by Caitlin Carter ODE TO THE LADY IN HERMANN PARK She’s got the spirit in her Standing with her worldly belongings in two chairs More powerful than Macbeth’s trio Screaming her magic to the sky Its beat hammering go go go to the Elf King’s art. Spiritless,...
