Ode to a Shrinking Head by John Jack Jackie (Edward) Cooper

Let me not to the marriage of true mindsAdmit impediments…      — William Shakespeare, “Sonnet 116” The unconscious lays its cardswith impediment from you;impetus of id, its sole objective;and, when it deals, does, no doubt,off the bottom of the deck. The bottom of the sea is where we’re bound;ship sinking meanwhile, run aground …Captain! O Captain! you mutter, guzzling salt straight out of the packet ―who replies … Continue reading Ode to a Shrinking Head by John Jack Jackie (Edward) Cooper

Simulacrum by John Jack Jackie (Edward) Cooper

It’s a Belmondo day, a morning À bout de souffle — “The Girl” giving away AM New York mumbles French. Disjunct, the sun, double- jointed like a thumb, traces ellipse, bound to the earth by suspicion, uncertain whereabouts, up to something no doubt, lost in thought. But now the tissue of clouds as illusion tears, letting color there be light, sound deafen exposure of black … Continue reading Simulacrum by John Jack Jackie (Edward) Cooper