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One woman desires what I desire, and will do anything
The other woman has standards—She would prefer
Is it any surprise who I find myself drawn to,
Is it any surprise who I find myself drawn to?
Is it any surprise who I find myself drawn to?
(prev. pub. in Aphelion, 2020)
Who watches the mob,
"Who will guard the guardians?"
Who destroys the statues
"Who watches the watchers?"
When the mob takes power, when
“Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Who watches the watchmen?
What are the three estates of the realm?
What is the fourth estate?
Who watches the fourth estate?
Who will guard the guards themselves?"
1: W. B. Yeats, "The Second Coming"
(prev. pub. in Aphelion, 2020)
A WALK WITH DANTE
I feel you are like Virgil
You show me the sign—
You show me where I currently
I scream to you to
So I force myself down
and I find myself
where great Lucifer's
You point to the place
I follow this comedy
and when I ask
You show me another place—
"Good luck with that."
(prev. pub. in Aphelion, 2020)
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Today’s LittleNip:
There is no greater sorrow than to recall our times of joy in wretchedness.
—Dante Alighieri, Inferno
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A hearty welcome to Jean Jones this morning, and a thank-you for his poetry! Time for me to brush up on my Inferno~
Originally from Bandung, Indonesia, Jean Jones received a BA in English in 1986 from UNC-Wilmington, and an MFA in Creative Writing: Poetry in 1988 from Bowling Green State University in Bowling Green, Ohio. Jean currently teaches Basic Skills at Cape Fear Community College in Wilmington, North Carolina. He has had two books of poetry published by St. Andrews Press from St Andrews College, North Carolina; the most recent, Birds of Djakarta, was released in 2008. Together with his friend and fellow poet Scott Urban, Jean Jones has a brand-new book of poems published by a brand-new Wilmington, North Carolina publisher called Shaking Outta My Heart Press. Jean's book from that publisher is titled Tornado. Jean is also co-editor of the online poetry magazine, Word Salad.
Again, Jean, welcome, and don’t be a stranger!
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