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The Art of Squirrel as Poem

Posted on April 16, 2023 by jillbpearlman

Where the birds nestGreening treetopsA busy squirrel You think it’s found its branchIt leaps to another Propositions madeThen negated The ordinary sense We are used to makingFinds danger It scampers downTail blushing in the sun So much fun

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In Our Cups of Seder Freedom

Posted on April 9, 2023 by jillbpearlman

Four glasses in, heaps of food and words, the feast of mouth-people overflows. The Reed Sea breathes. The message in the bottle passed forward each year — Ask, talk!  Tell, tell! — God’s backward order that Exodus was a pretextfor us to tell the … Continue reading →

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Seasons: Everything All at Once

Posted on April 2, 2023 by jillbpearlman

Seasons, the steady four,are now layered, entangled. To the bridge’s left, ships hoverin glacial water, a blue-lipped hue.Love or bankruptcy, horizon’s lower eyewatches time’s suspension a red-tailed hawk floatsabove the bay’s reverse face,tiny flowers burstin yellow and orange flesh of … Continue reading →

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Flux, March

Posted on March 26, 2023 by jillbpearlman

The pristine snow,abandoned, sinks — a sooty skin. Broken objectsrise up. An arm, stairs, cardboardboxes shockedby fetid air, my head  pushes from themud, the primordial churn, seething, thick with saltyactivity. Shit or fish sauce?  Callit March.

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The Guest

Posted on March 19, 2023 by jillbpearlman

For three weeks, I was a guest: to different showersAnd toilet flushes in the West, to coffee houses, to apps,to rosemary as box shrub.  A guest to my suitcase.  To hot tubs and skin in the garden of my tiny cottage. Guest to … Continue reading →

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Hey, Stranger Stranger

Posted on March 5, 2023 by jillbpearlman

I could have been quaintand asked a stranger about those droopingwhite blossoms, pointed leaves and slender stems,flowers upside down, dripping like milk. Instead I tasked my phone and askeda stranger stranger, who gave me fifteenfast photos of the flower before … Continue reading →

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Scrappy February

Posted on February 19, 2023 by jillbpearlman

Blue sky with blacktop in the early morning.  A flock of birds takes a surprise curve over my glass,a car-toting mattress heads to unload on the strip – the dump, salt heap and peaksof scrap metal.  An old fire truck slinks past its … Continue reading →

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Rubble, Rumble, Toil, Trouble

Posted on February 12, 2023 by jillbpearlman

Rubble, rumble, toil, trouble.  All week long, a poem wrestled with me, and I within it.  It held me tightly in its grip, everything onomapoetic with rubble.  Emotions far outweighed thought: I grabbed at words, poor human with a pen, hoping something might … Continue reading →

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Blue, Gunshots, Eating Shoes

Posted on January 29, 2023 by jillbpearlman

Pops of blue.  Against what.  Skeins of gray.  Lure of monochrome.  Screens of violence.  At 5 am I watched a match between two women, battling over tennis balls in Melbourne. Seven shot dead in Jerusalem after praying.  Grainy witness to the Memphis flaying.  Keening and pleading … Continue reading →

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How a Surreal Squirrel Alerts Us

Posted on January 22, 2023 by jillbpearlman

True discipline would have me attending to Winter Gray, waiting patiently for its secrets, listening to pale nuances of voices, sitting with dull flashes under a clotted cloud blanket. This season’s abundant rain and gray have worn down my thinking … Continue reading →

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