where he had buried his name

_________ returned
to the forest spot
where he had
buried his name
in anger,
before he had gone
into the mortal world
in search of battle
and redemption,
and the forest
had fallen in
upon that burial spot,
closed the paths,
made it hard
to get to,
but he pushed through
the thorn bushes,
and stepped around
the fallen logs,
and retrieved his name,
and no one
has set foot
there ever again.


-Jim DuBois
Sep 25, 2013

The days pass by

The days pass by
  like lovers
    and old friends,

Unfolding in ways you didn't expect,
  and turning into memories
    before you can grasp them


-Jim DuBois
July 20, 1998

A weird cadence

A weird cadence

An eerily fantastic flow
of sounds in language

An uncanny,
so as to inspire superstitious fear,
extravagantly fanciful
outpouring of vibrations
transmitted through the air
which stimulate
the organs of hearing
and produce
sensations interpreted as
a system of linguistic
signs or symbols.


-Jim DuBois
March 23, 2015

Objects are Relationships

Objects are relationships
of energy
Apparently stable
a rock is
ever changing

-Jim DuBois
Summer 1992

Working Class Wisdom #3

This old guy,
a building contractor,
loved to tell me
about life
and one thing he said
stuck with me:

"Pursuit is the evidence
of desire."


-Jim DuBois
March 23, 2015

Working Class Wisdom #4
Working Class Wisdom #2

Working Class Wisdom #2

At a tag sale
on the way to the Berkshires,
I hear a guy say,

"It's a good day
if you're not in a hole
with them throwing dirt
on you."


-Jim DuBois
March 23, 2015

Working Class Wisdom #3
Working Class Wisdom

Working Class Wisdom

A man walking down the street,
his daughter trailing behind,
and I overhear him say,

"Because being nice
doesn't always get things done."


-Jim DuBois
March 23, 2015

Working Class Wisdom #2