Poetry | Thursday, March 17,2011

before superhighways poem

“IF YOUDON’T KNOWWHOSE SIGNSTHESE AREYOU CAN’THAVE TRAVELEDVERY FAR” . . .but did youknow anyonewho ever USEDburma shave?

Poetry | Thursday, March 3,2011

springfieldpoem #11

By Jacqueline Jackson

I once knew our presidents in order a little confusion withthe polks and tippecanoes butI usually made it past teddyup to franklin d which is whereI was in school but here in spfldpresidential streets

Poetry | Thursday, February 24,2011

joggerspath poem #1

By Jacqueline Jackson

I thought I knew the way fromsheridan to lake shore driveup there by chicago’s icy edgebut somehow found myselfdriving beside the lake ona sweet snowy paved roadno wider than my honda scant room

Poetry | Thursday, February 17,2011

personalpoem # 5

By Jacqueline Jackson

I have to keepforgiving myself forthings I haven’t done:promises unkeptpromises I don’t recallever having madepromises to myselffor what I’ve wantedto do but haven’t yetand pro

Poetry | Thursday, February 10,2011

northfifthstreet poem #16

By Jacqueline Jackson

worst blizzard in years on tuesdaythat evening the school parking lotnext door got plowed I thoughtprematurely left a mountain of snowbetween me and the curb then ateleven o’clock I heard laught

Poetry | Thursday, January 27,2011

demi poem #4

By Jacqueline Jackson

so this isn’t a poemyou may be weary of grief but saturday was damaris’s birthday her sisters and her nephews in the west built a big bonfireburned the clothesshe died in burneda slice of

Poetry | Thursday, January 13,2011

To the Winter Solstice

By Damaris Jackson

One of Damaris’s friends sent this poem just in time for Dec. 20, 2010, too late to publish for the Solstice. But it is fitting now, for we are still seeing snow and feeling cold as the days gra

Poetry | Thursday, January 6,2011

Newyear’spoem #7

By Jacqueline Jackson

well now it’s new year’s againan occasional poem is writtenfor an occasion: robert frostwrote one for JFK maya angelouwrote one for bill clinton butwhen wordsworth was england’spoet

Poetry | Wednesday, December 29,2010

gratitude poem, without number

By Jacqueline Jackson

we tried to keep track: this caring personcalled at the house this one sent flowers this one brought food this one wrote, e-mailed, phoned, this one prayed or chanted or arranged a meditation which li

Poetry | Thursday, December 9,2010

lovepoem #

By Jacqueline Jackson

my brother-in-law listened toa life-weary friend of many years.“Have you learned to love yourself?”my brother-in-law asked.“I try,” said the friend, “but Idon’t suc