Two poems by Jacob Russell
Line of roof tops to the end of the _______
converge
Think
of the philosopher’s toe in the sand
(Plato’s alter)
of history
geometry of change
Think
important things
are things
windows, sashes, bottle caps
trees in bud
Listen
mid-March
and the sparrows
silent all winter
noisy for mates
(came all the way from England)
dressed in feathers Oh,
Look around and see
there’s more to history than Kings
or Counting House
That cat for instance
asleep in the sun
a dream of rats
in the granaries of Sumer
a recipe for beer
in clay
from the banks of the Euphrates
the words to the song
long after we’ve forgotten the tune
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untitled
clouds
signal
the widening gap
intermittent
appearance
of blue
between what we think
we see
and what we see
though praise for the monosyllable is endemic
I'm not convinced
I must name each bus
with its passing such
multiplicity of faces
the darkened spaces in the windows
the invisible
thoughts that lie
to the side
to the side
we see
no more
a mono-syllabic
eye
in the glass
domed
night
Author bio:
James Russell lives and writes in South Philly. His work has been performed by InterAct Theatre and appeared in Criiphoria 2, Conversational Magazine, Connotations, BlazeVox, Scythe, Salmagundi, dcomP Mag, Pindeldeyboz, Battered Suitcase, Salmagundi, Beloit Poetry Journal and other literary venues. With the help of his Spirit Stick, he hopes to complete a second novel in the next few months, and is seeking a publisher for a MS of poetry. He manages the literary blog: Jacob Russell’s Barking Dog.
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