Jacqueline Jackson

newyearspoem # 1 well it’s the new year hope it’ll be better than last can you believe a head of state who argues for torture who spies on us all who sends kids off to be blown to bits and for what on the personal front can’t complain fifty-two poems or somethings for this publication […]

christmaspoem #2   can’t write about new years still in xmas mode those louvre paintings uffizi the babe never has a stitch on I bet mary’s nice robe doesn’t stay nice very long and no laundromat around the corner the middle panel when I paint my triptych will have a diapered babe mama’s expression will […]

Lovepoem # 4 Lullaby (My mother wrote this lullaby for my oldest sister, on her first Christmas 1925. I’ll send the music on request.) Sleep, little baby, the daylight is fading; Dim yellow stars the dark heavens adorn; Once, long ago, in a Bethlehem manger The little Lord Jesus was born. Lullaby, lullaby, sleep, little […]

strangledcrypoem # 1 I DON’T WANT A CAT I DON’T NEED A CAT but tell me more © Jacqueline Jackson 2005

Massachusetts poet J. Lorraine Brown has used an unusual image in “Tintype on the Pond, 1925.” This poem, like many others, offers us a unique experience, presented as a gift, for us to respond to as we will. We need not ferret out a hidden message. How many of us will recall this little scene […]

technopoem #1 my computer sits and thinks about things pares its nails yawns finally does what I tell it to do or doesn’t like living with a cat © Jacqueline Jackson 2005

kinquote poem # 5 colleen eight having just played some mozart and a bit of vivaldi polishes her new fiddle lays it in its case thank you daddy for getting me this violin — the sound! when I vibrato I can hear my heart beating in the strings we too dear colleen oh we too […]

hodgepodgepoem #1 they’re probably written up in some linguistic something or other but consider echoic h pairs how many there are of them more than any other letter and know what they’re seldom hotsy-totsy for instance humdrum that’s blah while all disorderly like the catch-all kitchen drawer are higgledy-piggledy helter-skelter derogatory ones try hocus-pocus hoity-toity […]

uttermadnesspoem #1   I wonder how many soldiers fighting our oily war wondered if they’d be two-thousandth or after     or before © Jacqueline Jackson 2005

aroundtownpoem #8  at edwards place across the street the older sisters were drawing naked ladies in the life drawing class elspeth went along and drew naked ladies too november six was her birthday and also the birthday of the instructor she and her sisters made two cakes and carried them to class they were back […]

aroundtown poem # 7 I am a legend in this town at least to the kids on the schoolyard next door every year some grimy gap-toothed seven-year-old marches bravely to the fence to inform me that everybody says I am a witch this fall there’s been an exponential leap with safety in numbers a group […]

bedroompoem #1 sing a song of dust mites three million plus their poop living in your pillows and feeding off your goop* vacuuming and laundering will cut the numbers down but what’s a million more or less in mattress bedmite town they’re ugly little beasties when magnified to sight but there’s nothing you can do […]