by JL Jacobs | Feb 21, 2024 | Art, Poetry
a change is gonna come by Gary Frier SOMEWHERE NOWHERE Don’t shop for a poem. There are no cage-raised or certified organic inscriptions like on a carton of eggs. No aisles to saunter & purchase a washing powder poem. Or a verse for...
by JL Jacobs | Aug 31, 2022 | Art, Poetry
Art: Skrik wakker by Gary Freir What We’ve Left In this future we’ve createdall of the butterfly eggs are sterileand the flowers have no scent. This will bethe last season of butterflies in this part of the world. In the overgrown weeds and...
by JL Jacobs | May 25, 2022 | Art, Art and Painting, Painting, Poetry
IDENTITY The entire past up for grabs! Who are we but our memories of the past? Yet the “experts” tell us that what we think We remember about our pasts is fantastical, Mostly untrue, mostly false, mostly invented As we grope along...
by JL Jacobs | Nov 27, 2019 | Poetry
Life in a Sterile Environment: A Case Study 1. Manna must be pried from the road. A tow headed boy helps me. We’re a couple: mother/son, father/daughter, lovers. The mind is made to accept so much, truth we couldn’t possibly verify except to point out new hairs...
