by JL Jacobs | Mar 27, 2025 | Art, Nature, Photography, Poetry, Poetry and Photography
Past Fields by Steve Zimmerman Menhir I have laid downthis monumentwherelike the giant’s quoit it is seenbut never fathomed. Only I can do that. Only I can pluck through the rubblefor scrap and salvageand come away with somethingI can rub with the...
by JL Jacobs | Oct 4, 2019 | Poetry
Ministration Take a fingertip of fire to a thread of magnesium and watch the messiah himself spring from the coil brighter than any welder’s torch that fuses a seam between the arm and body of a tin man army not yet buried with its emperor but standing...
