Poetry

lovepoem # 2 contemplating getting up I designated today as toenail cutting day such a boring chore that even though it takes just a few minutes you need to celebrate it but now I can’t find the clippers so the event will have to be postponed glad I didn’t advertise it when my mom was […]

travelpoem # 2 her grandfather built the cottage one hundred years ago single room thick walled white the kind you see in coffee table books I sit in the inglenook is there an irish name for that recessed spot with seats on two sides fire in the middle you can look right up the chimney […]

naturepoem #2 (adapted from sandcounty almanac by aldo leopold) draba sprinkles sandy soil with small white blooms that catch no eye lost in the gusty winds of march its scent attracts no passerby in sun too weak for bigger blooms in sand too poor for flag or rose a postscript to the hope of spring the […]

For Badger and Andy Well if she sings it sharp, he’ll sing her flat Though they once played a tune the other’s ways. But ain’t no more rabbits gettin’ pulled from this hat, Best ones past, moving toward better days. Yonder come a time when they’ll take it back, Searching once again for a piece […]

aroundtown poem #2 john knoepfle has a poem that lists the dogs of auburn I learned in college that poems often have lists especially epics that’s one way you can tell an epic so here are the cows in the round barn, 1914: marie, beauty, princess, lassie, easter, may, fantine, fern, gladys, elsie, gretchen, hester […]

kinquotepoem #2 when my cousin was twelve he took a girl to the movies this was back in the thirties they ate bags and bags of popcorn and several holloway suckers each in case you’re too young to remember a holloway sucker is a slab of molasses as big as a brick and about as […]

sciencepoem #2 bleeding, I lie here in a crevice it is snowing 5500 years from now there will be a thaw someone will find me experts will keep me frozen in a laboratory they’ll catalogue my clothing study my weapons learn from the grass in my shoes the season I lined them they’ll examine the […]

1/2/98 on the west end of the state where everything’s crumbling and the sun on a clear cool day cuts into a man’s mind like a single edged razor I fell one afternoon into the most hopeless of traps, the unflinching stare of a   well put together young woman — Mike Bolser Mike Bolser […]

New Potatoes The new potatoes are rough and shaggy, Bearded with dirt, mountain men, Or 49ers, surely. But when I wash them They scrub up rosy, like round-cheeked Debutantes, a hint of white flesh Peeking out from their flimsy jackets. — Lola Lucas Lola Lucas is a research economist with the Illinois Department  of Employment. […]

aroundtown poem #1 sometimes people would speed by me giving me the finger because of the sign NO RADIO in my little car’s window assuming i suppose that I didn’t like radio what the sign did mean was look buster if you break in once more and wreck up the whole dash this time you […]

lovepoem #1 I don’t know who put the nickel in but the lights are going blinker blinker blinker and the bells are going dinger dinger dinger and I am hanging on like crazy afraid afraid afraid of TILT © Jacqueline Jackson 2005