—Photos Courtesy of James Lee Jobe
There is no ribbon there,
But I imagine it anyway—
Her hair hanging down
In front of her sleepy face
As she rises to greet me.
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Geese cry out from the sky,
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A flash of rabbit, a glimpse of squirrel,
Owl-strike from above—
The wild exists even here
Among the rows of tightly-packed houses.
Moon rise in the suburbs.
Below these streets
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Really, I loved them all—at least a little,
Rainfall into Putah Creek
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Try to hold on to your joy.
In the end it is our eyes that have dried up
And crumbled into dust.
It is our lungs that have been filled with concrete.
Try to hold on to your heart.
Our vocals once made lovely sounds, but now?
Just these sad croaks, like a very old and lonely frog,
Whose end is near.
Don't surrender.
Try to hold on to your joy.
When you no longer wish to think or feel,
You can choose to close your dry and dusty eyes,
Pull the blanket up over your head,
And let out a croak.
But you don't have to.
Take a breath, then another.
Live one more day.
Be patient, friend, your own end is near anyway.
Such is life.
Live it while it’s here.
Try to hold on to your joy.
Night
dew and moonlight mingle
And
shine. Friends,
Don’t
you know that this world
Is
filled with blue flowers?
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Today’s LittleNip:
A perfect day. Blue sky with little puffs of clouds that look like hashish smoke from Mother Nature’s hookah. Sunshine like gold.
—James Lee Jobe
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Our thanks to James Lee Jobe for this morning’s fine poetry, and pix to go with it! James will be reading with Nick LeForce, plus open mic, at Sac. Poetry Center this Monday night, 7:30pm. And tonight at Sac. Poetry Center, the Second Sat. Art Reception will honor this month’s art installation: History of Life: Art by Dawn Blanchfield, beginning at 5pm. Plus, Curator Bethanie Humphreys will offer a free workshop on ekphrastic poetry at 5:30pm, with a 6:30pm reading of the poems generated in the workshop. Scroll down to the blue column (under the green column at the right) for info about these and other upcoming poetry events in our area—and note that more may be added at the last minute.
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