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  February 2006
volume 4 number 1
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  Michael Estabrook
  Daniel Gallik
  Daniel garcia-Black
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  Amber Jacob
  Marianne LaValle-Vincent
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  Raindog
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  Durlabh Singh
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  Kari Thune
  Amy Upham
  Tyler Joseph Wiseman
 
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Jack G. Bowman
February 2006
   

 

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    Jack was born to a workin' class family in southwestern Ohio, but soon moved to southern California where he lives today. Changes in subculture as well as the 'spirit of the times' affected his writing and philosophy. He graduated from California State Polytechnic University in Pomona in 1986 with a Bachelor of Arts in Behavioral Science. He graduated from Pacific Oaks College in Pasadena with a Master of Arts in Marriage, Family and Child Counseling in 1997.
His work in the mental health field since 1984, as well as his own bizarre life experiences, figure prominently in his poetry, art, songs and prose. Jack is a licensed Psychotherapist in the Los Angeles area.
    He has been a published poet since 1991. Approximately 500 of his poems have been displayed in small presses, anthologies, and on the internet. He has self-published 12 books of poetry.
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A Matter of the Lungs

An old affliction has come upon him
stresses muscles
drags him down
he fights back with all he has
then lets his body do
the rest

cigarette tastes sour in his mouth
further inflames lungs
feels the dull pain of sand pouring in
it fills them, as it empties
from his hourglass

she warned him before of cancer
asked him to stay
as long as he can
he walks back into the darkness
of his bedroom to rest

breathing is a full-time job
with only the obvious benefits
he searches his mind
for reasons
hard to think
it takes up much of the oxygen
eyes blur

he picks up his shovel
pitches back the sand
for a bit more time.

copyright 2005 Jack G. Bowman