Poems of James Lee Jobe
|1.||AUTUMN -for Kathy Kieth-||9/30/2006|
|2.||DRIVING THROUGH DOWNTOWN SACRAMENTO AT 3 A.M. THINKING ABOUT OUR POEMS||4/30/2006|
|4.||How It Is,1969, Rains County, Texas||9/30/2006|
|10.||The Bike Messenger's Lunch||9/30/2006|
|11.||The End of Summer||9/30/2006|
|12.||The Things That Happened When My Father Abandoned Us In A Bus Station In A Strange City After We Had Traveled Three Days To Be With Him||4/25/2006|
|13.||Trapped by Autumn||9/30/2006|
|14.||What Happened on Texas Highway 34 in 1969||4/30/2006|
It's mid-winter and the sunrise knows it, and wakes me
with a shudder; I'm just a man.
For 5 cold mornings in a row, the beautiful pheasant
has come to our patio to steal some of the dry catfood,
sometimes right in front of my cat.
The house is still, and I enjoy the Sunday newspaper
with strong, dark coffee; the smell of it dances