Poetry | Thursday, June 21,2012

foundpoem #16

Elspeth, 3rd grade, left this inher mother’s typewriter, Idon’t think purposely to beread. (She often monkeyedabout on my machine.) Thegrammar is deliberate for shespoke correctly. I see t

Poetry | Thursday, June 14,2012

downtown poem # 3

By Jacqueline Jackson

you know that tall building 6th and monroe café brio on the ground floor maybe you’ve noted they’re stripping the fake façade with a crane well that facing went on in the 70s to bea

Poetry | Thursday, June 7,2012

ashespoem #3

By Jacqueline Jackson

last week walker church over 100 years oldburned down a monstrous blaze all over theinternet five firefighters hurt one bad likelycause lightning the church community ralliedwent ahead the next day fe

Poetry | Thursday, May 31,2012

diarypoem # 1: a blink

By Jacqueline Jackson

diarypoem # 1: a blink my mother burned years of diariesbefore her first child was born shetold me later that if anything hadhappened to her she didn’t wantaunt ida or aunt lillian prying intoh

Poetry | Thursday, May 24,2012

barnpoem #1

By Jacqueline Jackson

I suppose I should write a eulogy but Ished not a single tear when the round barnwent down two weeks ago nor when thetwo standing silos were pulverized a weeklater it was inevitable once our group tos

Poetry | Thursday, May 17,2012

bookpoem#8

By Jacqueline Jackson

if you want a copy ofwinnie the pooh in russianlet me know I also havewinnie ille pu andpierre lapin and maybeone in yiddish if I canfind it and if that iswhere your interest lies

Poetry | Thursday, May 10,2012

clout (clothing) poem #1

By Jacqueline Jackson

clout (clothing) poem #1 may is here I’m missing myelderly friend jessie with hercrown of white hair and spritelyways lived on a farm in dorsetshe frequently quoted her mum(“ketchup is an

Poetry | Thursday, May 3,2012

northfifthstreet poem #17

By Jacqueline Jackson

northfifthstreet poem #17I’m glad not to be living in one of thosepadlocked compounds west or southwestof town I’m glad to be in enos park whereI’m allowed to hang out a pillow case

Poetry | Thursday, April 26,2012

scavengerpoem #1

By Jacqueline Jackson

demi, you’d like my sandwich this noonthe bread is from someone’s finished mealat st. pat’s fish fry last night raw onion dittothe well-flavored beef slice I slid off johnknoepfle&rs

Poetry | Thursday, April 19,2012

farmpoem #14

By Jacqueline Jackson

farmpoem #14this old ledger probably 1900 maybe earlier it’s from a box of stuff from my folks’ house which was full of stuff from my grandparents’ house I have it all I’m tryi