Poetry | Thursday, March 18,2010

northfifthstreetpoem #9

hard-hatted burly friendly menare digging two holes in front ofmy large red brick victorian house seen lately on the front page of thestate j-r, albeit as backdrop. the pitsplunge down into the berm (

Poetry | Thursday, March 11,2010

demopoem # 1

By Jacqueline Jackson

with all the interest in the filmjulie and julia and also localcooking schools let me tell you astory about my springfield friendtom(doc)durr he was attendingthe culinary institute of americawhen juli

Poetry | Thursday, March 4,2010

aroundthecosmos poem #6

By Ethan Whelpley

by Ethan Whelpley, 8infinity meansthat you give upeven thoughyou knowthere’s more

Poetry | Thursday, February 25,2010

Out of darkness come Needles of Light

By Lola Lucas

Needles of Light doesn’t claim to be an easy book to read. “Many of these poems are dark, darker than the reader will be comfortable with; but I believe the path to light must include ackn

Poetry | Thursday, February 25,2010

publiclibrary jumprope rhyme #1

By Jacqueline Jackson

city city count the cost how many book folk have we lost?one—two—three—four—no one reads any morefive—six—seven—eight—let us set the record straightnine

Poetry | Thursday, February 18,2010

Green

By Jacqueline Jackson

“Green,” a lyric adapted from The Endless Pavement musicaldo you believe in green grasses and trees?well I do, well I dodo you believe

Poetry | Thursday, February 11,2010

lovepoem #7

By Jacqueline Jackson

I long to be back with pam hiking the cornwall coast the waves far below curling then crashing but there’s no pamto hike with anymore I long to be backwith jessie amid the bluebells

Poetry | Thursday, January 28,2010

great autos’ chant from the endless pavement musical

By Jacqueline Jackson

rockin’ rollin’ down the pavementrockin’ rollin’ down the pavementlisten to the great computermobilelisten to the great computermobilecan’t — stop —&nbs

Poetry | Thursday, January 21,2010

technokids poem #2

By Jacqueline Jackson

wyatt, seven, sequestered(by choice) in the large closetunder the front stairscell-phones his motherfour times with differentinstructions on how he wantshis sandwich prepared thenphones the kitchen ag

Poetry | Thursday, January 7,2010

newyear’s evepoem #1

By Jacqueline Jackson

it’s new years eve it’sfrigid clear and there’sa blue moon I have seenblue moons before andexpect to see a numbermore but I will probablynot live long enough tosee another blue moono