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Jack
Shuler was
born and raised in Orangeburg, South
Carolina where he ate his share of Earl Duke's barbecue. He's in the MFA
poetry program at Brooklyn College and has had his poems published in
various
locales including Brooklyn Review, S.P.A.W.N., and BigCityLit.com.
He has
also had several essays concerning contemporary poetics published in The
South Carolina Review.
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Dig
Jack
Shuler
A mind of autumn and a back burrowing
for a reason of being as trees drop their winter
greetings. Today the sun came up. There it
was. So decided the world did
not begin the day I was born but in
a quiet exchange years before.
A soldier unplugged a bullet from a bone.
A pretty girl licked an ice cream cone.
© 2001 by Jack Shuler
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Volume
II Issue I