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‘Jack loves Jill’ reprinted in Eunoia Review

Crook Hill, Peak District by Rick Harrison/Flickr

‘Crook Hill, Peak District’ by Rick Harrison/Flickr

And last but not least, poem #3 from my book Chronicles of a Bee Whisperer reprinted in Eunoia Review:

Jack loves Jill

but Jill doesn’t love Jack,
Jill loves Andy, who has a mustache
and works the next cubicle over,
next to the fax machine; and Andy,
when he gets up to fax his expense reports
out to the central office, smiles at Jill,
but checks out Steph,
the mail delivery girl with blonde hair and nice tits;
and Steph of course thinks that Andy is too old,
and what’s with that mustache?
This isn’t the 80s, and even if it was,
mustaches were never cool.
Maybe if he shaved it off
she’d give him a shot, a handjob
in the supply closet—but right now she’s into Bill,
who pushes the sandwich cart and drives
a red Camaro and is capital H-O-T: hot.
But Bill loves Phil, and Phil loves Kate,
and Kate loves Dave, and Dave loves
Jane, and Jane loves Pat, and Pat—
Pat hopes one day only to love himself.
His mother didn’t hold him enough as a baby,
or so the story goes.

Oh Jack and Jill walk up the hill
on their way to the company picnic,
and Jack leans in for a kiss, but Jill will have none of this
and gives him a slap, and they both lose their footing
and fall.

The human element in all of this, if you’re looking,
is in the falling.

 

This is a reprint of work originally published in Chronicles of a Bee Whisperer.

Tim Stobierski is an alumnus of the University of Connecticut’s creative writing program. A freelance writer and editor, he has interned for three summers with Yale University Press and is currently seeking a career in publishing. His first book of poetry, Chronicles of a Bee Whisperer, was published in October 2012 by River Otter Press.

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‘Permaculture’ reprinted in Eunoia Review

'Home Depot 4' by BernardBoyGenius/Flickr

‘Home Depot 4’ by BernardBoyGenius/Flickr

Poem #2 in Eunoia Review: ‘Permaculture‘ — check it out! Inspired by a TV ad for The Home Depot I saw years ago…you never know when inspiration will hit haha.

Permaculture

“Let’s plant a weekend, water it, and watch a summer grow.”
–The Home Depot

But why stop there?
Let’s plant a summer and harvest
a year, till in the year
and get back a decade. It’s all
in the soil, that’s what they say;
some say the soil
is even more important
than the seeds.
So let’s take a minute—scratch that,
a second, a picosecond—a chronon
and bury it in the backyard, down
where the children play. There’s plenty
of rain here, there’s plenty
of sun. In no time at all
we’ll have an eternity,
and if we till that back in like we did with the year
we can watch the next big bang
from the comfort of our own front porch,
and the one after that while we’re lying
in bed, and the next we’ll close our eyes to—
we’ll have seen it all before.

 

This is a reprint of work originally published in Chronicles of a Bee Whisperer.

Tim Stobierski is an alumnus of the University of Connecticut’s creative writing program. A freelance writer and editor, he has interned for three summers with Yale University Press and is currently seeking a career in publishing. His first book of poetry, Chronicles of a Bee Whisperer, was published in October 2012 by River Otter Press.

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‘Unleavened Love’ reprinted in Eunoia Review

'Baby Bread' by bebot/Flickr

‘Baby Bread’ by bebot/Flickr

In the coming days, three poems from my book Chronicles of a Bee Whisperer are to be reprinted in Eunoia Review. The first of the poems, ‘Unleavened Love’ went live tonight — check it out below, and be sure to check the original posting at Eunoia’s page (and pick up a copy of my book to get a copy of the original original)!

Unleavened Love

My sister couldn’t have a baby
so I made her one of bread

(I’m a baker by trade
and it was the obvious thing to do)

I mixed the dough
and let it rise
formed him into shape
fired him in the oven
and she loved that sweet-bread-baby with all her heart

She loved him like her own

But her husband
that Saturn-faced brute
in a drunken binge
raided the pantry and
finding nothing suitable to eat
turned to the crib
swallowed the baby whole

I offered to bake her another
maybe a daughter this time
but she just looked at me and cried

I don’t want another baby
I want
my baby
my child
sweet child
sweet boy

This is a reprint of work originally published in Chronicles of a Bee Whisperer.

Tim Stobierski is an alumnus of the University of Connecticut’s creative writing program. A freelance writer and editor, he has interned for three summers with Yale University Press and is currently seeking a career in publishing. His first book of poetry, Chronicles of a Bee Whisperer, was published in October 2012 by River Otter Press.

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