Month: March 2017
jacklyn janeksela 3/25/2017
jacklyn janeksela is our featured poet @ L’Openbach on 3/25/2017 along with Rethabile Masilo.
jacklyn janeksela is a wolf and a raven, a cluster of stars, & a direct descent of the divine feminine. she can be found @ Barrelhouse, Thought Catalog, LunaLuna Magazine, Talking Book Three Point Press, DumDum Magazine, Visceral Brooklyn, Anti-Heroin Chic, Public Pool, Reality Hands, Velvet-Tail, Requited Journal, The Feminist Wire, Word For/Word, Literary Orphans, Pank, Split Lip, Landfill, Yes Poetry, feelings, Heavy Feather, The Opiate, Potluck, Vending Machine Press; Civil Coping Mechanism anthology A Shadow Map & Outpost 19 Rooted anthology; & elsewhere. she is in a post-punk band called the velblouds. her baby @femalefilet. her chapbook fitting a witch//hexing the stitch forthcoming (The Operating System, 2017). she is an energy. find her @ hermetic hare for herbal astrology readings.
mental texting to the universe & beyond
me:
why do i have to keep telling y’all
that my bones are your bones
the world:
some of us hear you, but most out here sleeping
the rest
of
the world
quiet
as any cricket
gnawing away
at
the tiniest
tastiest
human
bone
Rethabile Masilo 3/25/2017
photo by Sabine Dundure
Rethabile Masilo is our featured poet @ L’Openbach on 3/25/2017 along with Jacklyn Janeskla.
Africa’s song
–for Geoffrey Philp
The ancients never suggested death by fire,
being consumed by it, dying; the unbearable
reach of the bible, its dark truth; that was no fear,
nor were boots on our pavements. We were death
in another way, fire was not needed for our dying.
On a pathway or in the house everyone who died
was the kingpin of their kingdom, a forebear caught
between dogma and the meaning of Jah. But yesterday
was besieged by the chronicle of today, on pyramidal Nubia,
on turrets of Zimbabwe, which were turned into face-
less rudiments. Yet there’s a song to put all this behind
and that song, if you listen to it, inspires in you.
–from Qoaling (to be published in 2017)