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Josephine Jacobson

  • The lover in the crowded room / Empty of the one essential, / Creates the missing face, more vital / More fresh than when it touched his own.

    • Josephine Jacobson,
    • "Time Exposure," The Animal Inside ()
  • Tonight I saw the marred and frosted moon. / It sat high in the bare sky over / your naked shoulder ...

    • Josephine Jacobson,
    • "Shibboleth," The Animal Inside ()
  • The fiddler crab fiddles, glides and dithers / dithers and glides, veers; the stilt-eyes / pop, the legs prance the body glides, stops, / the front legs paw the air like a stallion, / at a fast angle he veers fast, glides, stops, / dithers, paws.

    • Josephine Jacobson,
    • "Fiddler Crab," The Animal Inside ()
  • Water was before the eye, in the mind, the ear, the bone, / before the parched lips, on the parched tongue. / All that land hummed like a wire with absent water.

    • Josephine Jacobson,
    • "Water," The Animal Inside ()
  • Haiti is always on the edge of something; / it stirs it stirs.

    • Josephine Jacobson,
    • "Homage to Henri Christophe," The Animal Inside ()
  • I work better the more I am confined and the less I am distracted. My ultimate place would be a closet.

    • Josephine Jacobson,
    • in New York Times ()
  • Poetry is like walking along a little, tiny, narrow ridge up on a precipice. You never know the next step, whether there's going to be a plunge. I think poetry is dangerous. There's nothing mild and predictable about poetry.

    • Josephine Jacobson,
    • in Baltimore Sun ()
  • Poetry is like walking along a little, tiny, narrow ridge up on a precipice. You never know the next step, whether there's going to be a plunge. I think poetry is dangerous. There's nothing mild and predictable about poetry.

    • Josephine Jacobson,
    • in The Baltimore Sun ()

Josephine Jacobson, Canadian-born U.S. poet, short story writer, critic

(1908 - 2003)