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JON HILLENBRAND
JON HILLENBRAND

A GALLERY OF THOUGHTS AND IMAGES

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Poetry

Windowed Night

Jon Hillenbrand, October 26, 2016

Falling rain Lighting up By passing cars And flashy bars Like lightning bugs In mason jars As far’s the eye can see The sea makes a plea To be the sky To fly But heavy water falls In walls Like posters stuck to China’s walls The distant land As complex…

Poetry

Tree Haiku

Jon Hillenbrand, July 19, 2012September 7, 2015

Invisible wind Solid trunk standing upright Bending green fingers Twisting mixing air Sheets pull, push, carry promise Tree slows bringing calm Branches reaching out River of light flows past clouds Leaves drink in the sun

Poetry

Girl from the pond – a short story

Jon Hillenbrand, July 11, 2012December 30, 2015

There I stood looking upon the pond. And before me arose a mist from the shimmering surface like gold leaf on an Egyptian statue. Across the mist there arose a gentle bird whose wings spread across the water and sent ripples across the pond. The fish rose up to meet…

Poetry dirty hands

Online Dating Girl

Jon Hillenbrand, June 21, 2012December 30, 2015

An open poem to the online dating girl You are showered by messages From every perverted minnow Nibbling at your fingers Like sperm at the shell Of an unperturbed egg. I imagine your ten sets of eyes Gazing my way across a library Or bar Or quad Or hiking trip…

Poetry

The haze of the drink

Jon Hillenbrand, November 15, 2010December 30, 2015

You have to lean your head against something with your eyes closed and the closest thing is the cold beer in your right hand.  So you lean into its curve, your face falling into the slope of its neck, and sleep flows like the liquid in the bottle as the…

Poetry

If you forget me

Jon Hillenbrand, June 26, 2010December 30, 2015

I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to…

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