Jayne Lyn Stahl's Writings
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Poem
Oct.25.2008
Riding with Destiny
Death
sleeps
next
door
I
don't
want to
wake
him,
but it's
my
habit
to
make
noise.
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Poem
Oct.25.2008
Big Bridge
however weary
the road and
the vehicle
there is an escape
route
somewhere.
however illegible
the map
or
obscure
the
route
there is
a watchtower
off in
the distance
and
a guide
just a wink
away.
blindness is
for those
who are
thrifty
however weary
we have
a choice.
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Poem
Oct.25.2008
Political Affairs Magazine, Pemmican, and "Poetry Magazine" (online)
he stands
blind as Brooklyn
after a snowstorm
just another soldier
on an empty bus
understated as
the last ferry out of
Staten Island
how sad to
think that life
mistakes us for a
stranger to
forget prayer hanging from
the lips of
a child as she watches
her father go off to war.
who better at
exile than I
he thinks looking
straight ahead
Cross Bronx
Expressway...
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Poem
Oct.19.2008
Jack Magazine
I asked an angel how did you get so high did you have to climb on top of buildings?he just shook his head will I need my spiked heels inheaven?no, he said,just radialtires.you'll find torturers there, too,who call themselvessaints.
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Article
Oct.19.2008
Jack Magazine
Time: The Present
Place: Purgatory
Okay, nobody believes in hell anymore, not even the folks who live there, so how about Purgatory, that's a place we all know well, a "netherland" not unlike the Michael Jackson ranch only several hundred thousand feet above the clouds perhaps.
Well then, here you have it, two of America's best known, and most loved...
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Poem
Oct.17.2008
Poetry Magazine (online)
in this city that isnot just a ghost, buta fractured ghostthose who run onhigher octane never stop torefuel, but proceed tonearest terminal. in this city hasidic fear ispalpable wherehungry nurses rollthe dice behindhoboken moon wheredeath hides in a doorway grinninganother sky-scraper drops billboards singnet prophets hawklaptops terror lurks inninety-...
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Poem
Oct.17.2008
The Hold
send forme as youwould grace orthe last plate on a furious table send for me likea quiet fire ona crowded staircase ora still life dwarfedby authentic.that we’veloved showsonlythat weknow no better.send forme as daysends fornight and I willride across theglobe in your eyes andsing your face
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Poem
Oct.12.2008
Jack Magazine
for Allen Ginsberg
Saw an angel in theelevator today he asked foryou--newspaper saidallen ginsberg dying--newspapers lie.a funny little rainbow formson microwave I write thishoping it reaches you take these wordsroll them on your tonguelike lifesavers.a large city you are wide awake in the body you have outgrown.saw an angel in theelevator he...
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Poem
Oct.12.2008
Poetry Magazine (online)
(for Bob Dylan) He was born when the lights went out where investors in gold sold politicians for Christ where sweet music pours hypnotic as braille and the truth inside is twisted decimals above despairhe was born where fierce tabloids launch from capes of pure destiny. kneeling at wailing walls he was born when the lights went out. 0 minstrel boy in royal...
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Poem
Oct.12.2008
Jack Magazine
“The monster that had resorted to arms must be putin chains that could not be broken. The united power offree nations must put a stop to aggression; and the worldmust be given peace.”--Woodrow Wilson, Address to the Senate, July 10, 1919
For Aram Saroyan
On Waite Street I pass anAmerican flag with cigarette burns in it and thinkif we can’t find Jimmy Hoffa how...
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About Jayne
My full name is Jayne Lyn Stahl.
Widely published poet, and essayist---Huffington Post blogger, with screenplay, "Shakespeare & Company," that tells the story of Sylvia Beach's struggle to publish James Joyce's "Ulysses," currently in development.
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Connections
Causes Jayne Stahl Supports
Free Speech, human rights, and abolition of the death penalty.
Jayne’s Favorite Books
"Crime and Punishment," Fyodor Dostoyevsky "Ulysses," James Joyce "Dead Souls," Gogol "The Trial," Franz Kafka "Thus Spake Zarathustra," Friedrich Nietzsche "...