Poetry | Thursday, September 8,2011

lakepoem # 16

lakepoem # 16 the lake is so stillit’s sacrilege to mar itwith my dawn swim’sripples 2011 Jacqueline Jackson

Poetry | Thursday, September 1,2011

lakepoem #17

lakepoem #17 as a kid I spied this sight several times in shallow reedy water of a small wisconsin lake a seething black platter made up of wriggling tiny bodies each smaller than a finger joint each

Poetry | Thursday, August 18,2011

lincolnpoem # 8

By Jacqueline Jackson

american friends living in germany these past thirty years visited last week we did the lincoln circuit john was contemplating the statued group in themuseum’s reception rotunda a welcomer said

Poetry | Thursday, August 11,2011

mozartpoem #6

By Jacqueline Jackson

these weekly offerings seem often to include music environment excrementremember the guy and the reservoiralso things that strike me as funny or bizarre here’s an item no not from thetabloids bu

Poetry | Thursday, August 4,2011

Anthology publishes poetry of area teens

By Anita Stienstra

Several local students recently had poems and/or artwork accepted for publication in the annual teen poetry anthology, Navigating the Maze. The book was published by central Illinois’ nonprofit

Poetry | Thursday, August 4,2011

griefpoem #11

By Jacqueline Jackson

living with grief it isgood to do quiethomely things washingdishes by hand taping upa tear in a child’s favoritepicture book dipping oarsslowly while you gaze atthe water’s parallel eddies

Poetry | Thursday, July 28,2011

personalpoem #6

By Jacqueline Jackson

I wonder if I will gointo old age still thinkingabout things such as theopposite of “inept” is “apt”

Poetry | Thursday, July 21,2011

lakepoem # 8

By Jacqueline Jackson

garrett, two, got a fish hookthrough his finger when he grabbedhis brother’s line had to go to thee.r. I was seven when a kid whippedhis line back and snagged me rightbetween the nostrils I blub

Poetry | Wednesday, July 13,2011

wordspoem #4

By Jacqueline Jackson

wordspoem #4 I’d like to write something usingchalcedony such a strange strong wordit’s a chert says daughter #3 who knowseverything worth knowing a chert likejasper semi precious stones t

Poetry | Thursday, July 7,2011

scampoem #1

By Jacqueline Jackson

NO HIGH FRUCTOSE CORN SYRUPblares the label of my hunt’s ketchupother brands are catching on though notthe hawaiian punch at an enos park bashthat was its first ingredient I read labels the high