Thursday, May 28, 2009


But those crows
    up in the bare
                         winter trees

Reminded me
                    how to live:

Go somewhere,

Open up your mouth
            and make some noise,

Go somewhere else.


-Jim DuBois

Tuesday, May 26, 2009



well, you know


Sept 30, 2000

Saturday, May 16, 2009


It could be me,
It could be you,
It could be as soon as Now

-Jim DuBois
Oct 14, 2004

Monday, May 11, 2009

The Earth's Last Poets

Scrawling defiant love poems
on the debris of a crumbling society

Flinging meaning-laden words
into the abyss of consumerism

Bearing the human standard
inches ahead of the flames of war

-Jim DuBois
Aug 1, 2005

Friday, May 8, 2009

The green champagne bottle

The green champagne bottle
on the side of the road
reminded me of being young.

We used to play in the old junkyards
behind the barn,
collecting the pretty blue bottles,
the miniature bottles,
and the large rusty cans
and scraps of metal
which we couldn’t determine
a past identity for.

We stocked a boulder fortress
on the frontier of our exploration
with such goods,
and wondered how people could have
thrown them out in the first place,
since they were still interesting
and useful.

-Jim DuBois
Nov 3, 2003