James Lee Jobe
James Lee Jobe Poems
|5.||The Bike Messenger's Lunch||9/30/2006|
|6.||Trapped By Autumn||9/30/2006|
|7.||How It Is,1969, Rains County, Texas||9/30/2006|
|8.||Autumn -For Kathy Kieth-||9/30/2006|
|9.||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|
|11.||The End Of Summer||9/30/2006|
|14.||What Happened On Texas Highway 34 In 1969||4/30/2006|
|15.||Driving Through Downtown Sacramento At 3 A.M. Thinking About Our Poems||4/30/2006|
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Driving Through Downtown Sacramento At 3 A.M. Thinking About Our Poems
The city is shivering, empty,
and looks like a model
of another city far away;
somewhere we will never go.
Rainy streets slip by, lights
flash yellow; caution! The river
is black, dimpled, and we ask -
What is this Forever anyway?
But the river doesn't answer,
and the city doesn't answer -
all of this is in our head.
All of this is in our poem.