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Michael Estabrook
Muir Woods National Monument 250 feet up the massive crown of one of the oldest redwoods in the park bristles proudly in the midday sun. Up on the Hillside Trail barely visible among the gangly saplings and shrubs stands a buck, antlers agape, completely unflapped by us trekking noisily along below. The trail is so [...]
Autographs and Renderings
AUTOGRAPHS AND RENDERINGS A poetry libretto by JULIO PERALTA-PAULINO Gypsy Daughter Press “The evil! That’s just a phrase! Who knows what is evil and what is good? It’s just a question of personal preferences. You’re worried about your own skin – that’s the truth of the matter, but you’ll never become a rhinoceros, really you [...]
Linda Rogers
POETRY AND THE SOCIAL GOSPEL The Captivity and Liberation of Language I knew a child who lived on the wild side and painted pictures with no borders between his phenomenal and spirit worlds. His only rule was the Golden Rule: Do unto others as you would have them do unto you. He then encountered an [...]
The Bible of Hell
Suggested by Kamiblue: (by Michael Malefica Pendragon). Anthology of poetry and short stories published by Michael Pendragon, containing some poems and short stories of his own. It includes excerpts from Blake, Milton, Poe, Byron, Shelley, and Wilde as well as many other poets and writers.
The Black Sheep
The Black Sheep and Other Parables Suggested by Diana Magallón “Imagine Borges‘ fantastical bestiary having tea with Alice. Imagine Jonathan Swift and James Thurber exchanging notes. Imagine a frog from Calaveras County who has seriously read Mark Twain. Meet Monterroso”. Carlos Fuentes about The Black Sheep and Other Fables
Mary Woodbury
A Look Back This section will look at some of the highlights of the previous 11 issues of Jack Magazine. Rest assured, I have many more memories, and these highlighted posts are not just my favorites. Each and every artist who has contributed to this magazine has become a memory at this point, one I [...]
Zdravka Evtimova
Pop’s Meadow The vineyards withered in the heat, yellowish-green like the clouds in the sky. The clouds were wild hammers that killed the sun but gave no fresh air. Lyuda didn’t care about the sky. The vineyards stretched endless before her, she rode her old horse Matey through the hot leaves, cursing under her breath. [...]
Michael Graves
Fort Knox For Gram: I know that you wander through the shadows of our kitchen while I scratch up my notebooks. Thank you for watching. I see you too. Route 2’s overpass fence curls toward me: a frozen, mesh wave. Once again, I’m crunching cans through each diamond-shaped hole. I have chugged twelve Moxies, but [...]
Perks in Purgatory
Praises for Perks in Purgatory by Valery Oisteanu Valery Oisteanu is a Living National Treasure of an imaginal Atlantis situated somewhere between Tristan Tzara’s lost Romania and the beat–mythographical Lower East side. -Peter Lamborn Wilson (Poet, philosopher, author) If you like the pair of Jacks, Micheline and Kerouac, you’ll want to hold this card. It’s [...]