jacob erin-cilberto : Writing

one-woman band

one-woman band

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


one-woman band your finely tuned guitar six strings and smile in your voice love letters from up North the scent of your lyri..
A Pall Mall Anthem in a Harlem Joint

A Pall Mall Anthem in a Harlem Joint

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


A Pall Mall Anthem in a Harlem Joint jazzy exposition scat-man, scat-woman scattered blues in a dizzy room sax catching Jack..
Leftovers Under the Bus

Leftovers Under the Bus

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Leftovers Under the Bus cellophane smiles plastic wrapped insinuations resolutions of dissolution hidden in drawers of se..
electric company and barfly religion

electric company and barfly religion

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


electric company and barfly religionarbitrary heart murmursthe shock from fused lipsa tremora burnt edgean explosionunwritten fragments of ecstasyashe..
Scratching the Cue Ball in Pulitzer County (for Gwendolyn)

Scratching the Cue Ball in Pulitzer County (for Gw..

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Scratching the Cue Ball in Pulitzer County (for Gwendolyn) in Harvey, where Gwendolyn Brooks lay low by the little bar where ..
Faith is Driving without a Seat Belt

Faith is Driving without a Seat Belt

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Faith is Driving without a Seat Belt I am a two-toned "57 Oldsmobile streaking down a country road of life half-sad, half-joy..
Journey

Journey

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Journey a shot of brandy and a turpentine dream vanishes the colors absorbed in white pure as the plum tree blues in ..
a good present in a bad present

a good present in a bad present

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


a good present in a bad present in days of unrest flannel flirtations wrap around covert glances she walks into my life ..
Beached

Beached

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Beached sandcastle blue light whimsical grains of splashed love heart sadly crumbles erin-cilberto 10/15/19
Plaster of Paris in Kid Gloves

Plaster of Paris in Kid Gloves

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Plaster of Paris in Kid Gloves abominations lack courage cowardly fists plunge into absorbing flesh eyes that see deeply int..