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Elegy for Lawrence Ferlinghetti

Elegy for Lawrence Ferlinghetti looks like wings flying off birds Dust digging as far as it can inside itself             a piece             a piece             a piece. So anyway,             I’m pretty sad you are gone. Pictures gone mad with hope in a gone world That’s how I’m feeling right now.   Do you know you are loved?                                                                        ...

Reverse

Ever dream of restoring the Old World? I do... but the old world I long for isn't the 1400s, it's not even the time of antiquity which was quite beautiful and more appreciative of the spoken word that society reflects today... The time I crave is of the last century; the 1940s and 1950s. Of course there is a give and take. I'd like to maintain our evolved way of thinking, our liberation, our rights. However, the times of the 40s and 50s might have continued the way they did because life wasn't as liberal... this is a conundrum of circumstance that I must address and explore. Why does this world appeal to me? Probably because it isn't all that distant, and things were much more attainable then. A meal, a full meal was about $2. Gasoline could be sustained on mere pocket change. I like the quality of life that was exuded back then; when people enunciated and read. We reached out more to the physical than the electronic. People looked at our faces, made eye co...

Kotori Magazine

Not sure if I mention this enough, since it's a new honor,but I'm the Poetry Editor for Kotori Magazine! I am so happy to spread the message of Los Angeles' poetic initiatives. :) www.kotorimagazine.com A few of my past stories in Kotori and The Grawn:  The Ladies Take the Stage Feature on Joe Moller; Executive Director of the downtown Art Walk Feature on the Metropolis Bookstore 

Scope

We are admist the pillars of history each of us -- planted here, firm intent words and ears. The meanings are pronounced clear, jotting of eyes upon each character bound and boundless. There is no genre to predict life -- just passions to be made clear with each passing step or thumb imprints on each page turned. -Jessica M. Wilson