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These poems stretch over two years of my life, during which I struggled to understand who I am and what my purpose in my life as it is now close to end. These poems are full of angst and sometimes utter despair and sometimes just blind absurdity, but they always led me somewhere, to a place new within my consciousness that I did not know existed. They are a conversation with myself, whomever that is. The characters are the residents of my imagination to which I turned because my rational empirically minded self could not give me the answers that I needed. I did not find myself, but neither in…mehr

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These poems stretch over two years of my life, during which I struggled to understand who I am and what my purpose in my life as it is now close to end. These poems are full of angst and sometimes utter despair and sometimes just blind absurdity, but they always led me somewhere, to a place new within my consciousness that I did not know existed. They are a conversation with myself, whomever that is. The characters are the residents of my imagination to which I turned because my rational empirically minded self could not give me the answers that I needed. I did not find myself, but neither in the end did I lose it. Between doubt, loss, and redoubled effort, there the self exists. No one can say s/he found it, but if one looks with care and willingness to face the ugliness and the beauty within in an honest and sincere fashion, one has found something new and sustaining. Maybe that's the best we can do.
Autorenporträt
Bill Jacobks was native of Chicago, then Austin, Tx where he went to graduate school at the University of Texas in history and political science. He and his wife moved to Muskegon, Mi. where he taught at Muskegon Community College and where his wife was Assistant Financial Aid Director. While at MCC he went to St. John's Graduate Institute in Santa Fe, NM and received a degree, Master of Liberal Arts. He is retired. His wife died in 2017 and these poems and three other books of poems are the attempt to find a new life without her.