Jason Farley Author’s Corner

Raspberry Pie – A Poem

Raspberry Pie – A Poem

Bent over raspberry pie,  my tongue the taproot of my soul.  Gems jammed and canned, sounding themselves in the crushing.  Rushing to the world, sweetening  the pie. Glorifying snowmelt  and sunshine. Tiny sun-run harvesters,  wide loads running row on row  of wind....

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Cherry Bud Haiku

Cherry Bud Haiku

For those looking for the text of the Haiku by Seifu-Jo that I quoted on this week's podcast, here you go. This baby...even when we show him cherry buds... opens eager lips   You can find it in the 3rd volume of the Peter Pauper Press collection of Japanese Haiku...

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In Spite of Germs – Don Marquis

In Spite of Germs – Don Marquis

IN SPITE OF GERMS by Don Marquis Disease, says a prominent scientist, is often transmitted by kissing. -- News item The scientist Will still insist There's danger in romances. And yet the stupid Mister Cupid Keeps on taking chances. Though they affirm A deadly germ...

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The Scars of God’s Hands

The Scars of God’s Hands

My soul clung to the dust, now dust clings to my soul. Your life-breath, once blown up the nose of my father, once exhaled in fruit-statutes, once blown across the dry bones until they could get up and dance; breathe life on me. Speak again the six stanzas that climb...

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Old Man at the Blueberry Bushes

Old Man at the Blueberry Bushes

Blueberry bushes brush bungling hands. Hands heavy with age —quivering unhelpfully— gather taste gushing gems of tang. No rot. No root-break. The ripped branches are simply savaged off by shaking old hands. Hands tired of being bound- back for decades. Held mute by...

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Jovial Press ePub

JOVIAL PRESS BOOKS FOR PEOPLE.              PEOPLE FOR BOOKS. Here at Jovial Press we write and publish books because we love books and we love people. We believe it is time for another Renaissance. Jovial Press is here to help.

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Song of Your Own

Song of Your Own

SONG OF YOUR OWN People take on the shape of the songs and stories that surround them, especially if they don't have a song of their own. Neil Gaiman, Anansi Boys Like the slender-ankled daughters of ocean  shaped by the banks that decide their path,  we are shaped by...

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