by JL Jacobs | Oct 2, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Dragonfly 2 by Mick Ó Seasnáin BOHEMIAN Nomadic traipsing, against mass oddly few but more than enough some here others there, made of fir and hemlock, or palm, or oak carbon-constructed light, titanium beams holding up this, notion of nation, but some...
by JL Jacobs | Sep 26, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Even the hills became sacred clowns by Alex Duensing SWING these details only important to the man trying to remember what light, river, hollow sound as if there was space for this these details only important to the man the scarf is extraneous, her...
by JL Jacobs | Sep 24, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Marie Dashkova SONNET 4 (ENSCONCED) The problem missing ashtrays, grudge the world against this hesitate and halt, or sleep a night right past, so thrust the heart, a bird– the form is flutter, hold, is wait to leap. And speaking grudges, money’s out,...
by JL Jacobs | Sep 19, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Life emerges from the aquatic by Alex Duensing PLASTIC FROM CYBER WAVE RIDER get this, get that lines down pavement racing to tap, tap screens combat the green marine this techno flat mega corporate war with our selves, books vanishing from the glamour...
by JL Jacobs | Sep 10, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Cyril Larvor, @cyrillarvor_blackbird KOOSER – VIA NEW ENGLAND My father wears wrinkles on his face as though they’ve never been anything other than parched but untilled soil with less rainfall each year of one continuous season of an unforgiven drought...
by JL Jacobs | Sep 5, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Bust, Museum of Natural History, Paris 13╦Ü by Roger Camp I AM ALONE IN THE TWENTY-SECOND CENTURY “A messaging app where users . . . build a digital library of information about themselves. That library is run through a neural network to create a bot that . . ....
