Jacqui Thewless

Freshman - 644 Points (November,1955 / Manchester, UK)

Jacqui Thewless Poems

41. Nonet: Phases (For Adam) 3/16/2011
42. Crone 3/18/2011
43. Triptych (For Adam) 3/22/2011
44. Rip 7/19/2011
45. Hermit's Romance 8/4/2011
46. My Old Man 8/4/2011
47. Plan 8/4/2011
48. October (I) 9/29/2009
49. Harvest Ii 10/5/2010
50. Recipe For Smiles 10/9/2010
51. Three Days 9/3/2011
52. For Troy Anthony Davis 1 9/21/2011
53. Hermitage In September 9/27/2011
54. Yang Yin 9/8/2009
55. Yin Yang Yin 9/27/2009
56. Haibun 1 2/2/2012
57. Scapa Studios 2/17/2012
58. Painted Lady 3/10/2012
59. For Haiku Writers 3/10/2012
60. Joan 4/7/2012
61. For The Big Rock Outside Scapa Studios Orkney 5/4/2012
62. Precious To Me Is My Sunny Welsh Shore 6/19/2012
63. Stevie 6/26/2012
64. Metanoia, While Walking To School 6/30/2012
65. Pembroke Paparazzo (As If) . 7/1/2012
66. Questioning The Well-Known Vision Of Fish 7/4/2012
67. On Taking Leave 2 (For W.P.) 7/14/2012
68. Nant-Y-Cwm, Summer,2012 7/16/2012
69. Today 10/22/2012
70. Mood Swing 10/28/2012
71. Steps Into The Air 11/10/2012
72. Christmas 11/11/2012
73. Minutiae 11/11/2012
74. Traveller 11/11/2012
75. Stereotype 11/11/2012
76. Exhibit 11/11/2012
77. Tender 11/11/2012
78. Carningli 11/11/2012
79. Advent 2 12/6/2012
80. After 3 12/7/2012

Comments about Jacqui Thewless

  • Jacqui Thewless Jacqui Thewless (9/22/2011 11:21:00 AM)

    TROY ANTHONY DAVIS - P.S.S.R.

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  • Mae Catherine Godhigh (9/22/2011 9:54:00 AM)

    Jacqui, soul-stirring and powerful. Thanks for keeping his humanity alive.

Best Poem of Jacqui Thewless

Strange Thoughts, Tonight.

Last evening
sharp-snipping scissors cut my hair

and white cream squeezed from a nozzled
tube in a box turned
my locks
black

and tonight I have strange thoughts
about love
like ash
stirred in a bronze dish with
the stub of my pen


when I wore
a patterned silk kimono
smelling of
patchouli oil
and moved inside the slight
ghost of my long-haired youth

after the lover’s cigarette
I slept
on newly-warmed
white wedding-bed-sheets
then you were green too weighty in-
between my tender thighs
...

Read the full of Strange Thoughts, Tonight.

Haibun 2

Every year in winter I forget what spring is like. Here in Pembroke, and throughout the county, the first harbinger is a white froth of Blackthorn blossom – before the first greening of trees. Yet white is cool; a chaste colour. Later, when the first young green leaves in the hedgerows peep, a sense of warmth to come is quickened and our spirits lift.
At home, I feed the garden birds until the end of March. It is a rare treat to catch a glimpse of the wren.

buoyant winter bird
hidden in t

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