That goddamned bellowing bull seal.

by Yayoi Kusama

San Francisco. Goddamned Fisherman’s Wharf. 

March. 7 goddamned AM.

That dock where the goddamned gulls scream. 

That goddamned bell on the buoy. 

That goddamned bellowing bull seal. 

That fisherman pulling in a goddamned foot-long spiny dogfish shark. 

That wet, cold air, just before the goddamned rain. 

That goddamned bicycle messenger riding down the wrong side of Jefferson Street. 

That fat tourist shivering in goddamned ridiculous short pants. 

That goddamned footstep close behind you; you don't turn, and you don't look. 

-james lee jobe

Ignorance is like the king, and clinging attachment and hostility are his ministers. To rid ourselves of the king’s minions we must get rid of the king. And so it is of greatest importance to identify ignorance properly.

-Geshe Sonam Rinchen

My mind and my life are equals 

oh no they're not 

here I go again 

-james lee jobe 

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by Yayoi Kusama

I believe in peace. I believe in mercy. 

-Malala Yousafzai

May compassion be part of our deepest nature. Let it arise from our interconnection with all things.

-james lee jobe

Pedagogy, a poem by Sam Sax

I believe in compulsory cannibalism. If people were forced to eat what they killed, there would be no more wars.

-Abbie Hoffman 

I awaken to find that I cannot speak 

my voice is missing 

perhaps someone took it from me 

or I might have left it somewhere 

but who can I ask 

and how

-james lee jobe 

wife-o

"james, do you want to die"

"no but if you never see me again 

just pretend I caught a bus somewhere" 

-james lee jobe 

“The Gardener.” New Poetry by Thea Brown

The ship was black as coal 

nearly invisible under a moonless sky 

but it was marked like a bus 

"BALTIMORE STREET" 

queueing up by the door 

I was hoping I had the correct change 

-james lee jobe

Do every act of your life as though it were the very last act of your life. 

-Marcus Aurelius

I have forgotten so much of the past, perhaps you have, too? Isn't it wonderful?

-james lee jobe 

Link: BATH, A poem by Amy Lowell

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james