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Flute Music of September

Posted on September 13, 2017 by jillbpearlman

    Flute Music of September Welcome back, self, after a most social August.  My espadrilles are mercifully silent on the brick the soft rope and rubber sole help me hear the cleansing flute music of September. I’m eavesdropping on … Continue reading →

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Back from Poets’ Camp

Posted on June 22, 2017 by jillbpearlman

Back from Poets’ Camp   At poets’ camp, I wrote, I thought and read and took the fullness as the world.  Then I returned. Real life! So double, Magnficent in its archly grinning way;  the things we touch amidst the … Continue reading →

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The Disruption of Beauty

Posted on February 9, 2017 by jillbpearlman

“There is a time to break down, and a time to build up.”  Ecclesiastes, man of the ages, is also man of the hour.  When Francis Picabia painted this picture, he gave it an absurd name – Estanonisi – but … Continue reading →

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Spring Cleaning (of the Mind)

Posted on May 15, 2016 by jillbpearlman

Of many urges that come in the spring, a powerful one is the desire to get rid of old things. You see old blenders, rotary beaters and Schwinn bikes on the sidewalk, piles of bags at Salvation Army. I like … Continue reading →

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With Love & Hate for My February Muse

Posted on February 18, 2016 by jillbpearlman

It’s mid-February.  It’s the dead point of the year, when roots and energy have retracted and nature is nearly still. People who fight back do Florida. Yoga. Extreme sports. Instead of resisting, I’m turning inward. I’m writing poems. That doesn’t … Continue reading →

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This poem came about after hearing Natan Sharansky, the former Soviet dissident who spent nine years in jail, and Michael Douglas, the American movie star, speak recently about their Jewish pasts. Anti-Israel students were shouting outside the hall at Brown … Continue reading →

Posted on February 9, 2016 by jillbpearlman | 1 Comment

Play Louder, January Wind!

Posted on January 21, 2016 by jillbpearlman

                        January by William Carlos Williams Again I reply to the triple winds running chromatic fifths of derision outside my window: Play louder. You will not succeed. I am … Continue reading →

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ODE TO COMMON THINGS

Posted on January 7, 2016 by jillbpearlman

  “Odes to Common Things.”  Pablo Neruda’s poems came to me like a boomerang.  It was a New Years’ back to basics, a reset to zero. A move away from global crises and cosmic clashes. I read them to draw … Continue reading →

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Mystery is the Content – Shanah Tovah

Posted on September 13, 2015 by jillbpearlman

I’d like to cordone off the sacred from politics, but politics is everywhere, and religion, which mediates the sacred with varying degrees of success, is everywhere too. On Rosh Hashanah Eve, I’m feeling the weight of too many politics. While … Continue reading →

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LAUNDRY LINES

Posted on June 11, 2015 by jillbpearlman

AZORES BLUE nearly perfectly hung on the line; a middle blue of sea-washed expectations his three identical shirts; her blue scarf his four blue jockeys, strung like love along the shed

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