Exiled from Zion

Confusion and Dim Wisdom Through the Non-Lit Day

Fiction & Literature, Poetry
Cover of the book Exiled from Zion by Bill Jacobks, Xlibris US
View on Amazon View on AbeBooks View on Kobo View on B.Depository View on eBay View on Walmart
Author: Bill Jacobks ISBN: 9781796014471
Publisher: Xlibris US Publication: February 6, 2019
Imprint: Xlibris US Language: English
Author: Bill Jacobks
ISBN: 9781796014471
Publisher: Xlibris US
Publication: February 6, 2019
Imprint: Xlibris US
Language: English

These poems stretch over two years of my life, during which I struggled to understand who I am and what my purpose in my life as it is now close to end. These poems are full of angst and sometimes utter despair and sometimes just blind absurdity, but they always led me somewhere, to a place new within my consciousness that I did not know existed. They are a conversation with myself, whomever that is. The characters are the residents of my imagination to which I turned because my rational empirically minded self could not give me the answers that I needed. I did not find myself, but neither in the end did I lose it. Between doubt, loss, and redoubled effort, there the self exists. No one can say s/he found it, but if one looks with care and willingness to face the ugliness and the beauty within in an honest and sincere fashion, one has found something new and sustaining. Maybe that’s the best we can do.

View on Amazon View on AbeBooks View on Kobo View on B.Depository View on eBay View on Walmart

These poems stretch over two years of my life, during which I struggled to understand who I am and what my purpose in my life as it is now close to end. These poems are full of angst and sometimes utter despair and sometimes just blind absurdity, but they always led me somewhere, to a place new within my consciousness that I did not know existed. They are a conversation with myself, whomever that is. The characters are the residents of my imagination to which I turned because my rational empirically minded self could not give me the answers that I needed. I did not find myself, but neither in the end did I lose it. Between doubt, loss, and redoubled effort, there the self exists. No one can say s/he found it, but if one looks with care and willingness to face the ugliness and the beauty within in an honest and sincere fashion, one has found something new and sustaining. Maybe that’s the best we can do.

More books from Xlibris US

Cover of the book I Am the Body, the Mind and the Soul by Bill Jacobks
Cover of the book The Fathers of My Children: the Genealogy and Lifestyle Changes of the Umorens of Asong in Eastern Nigeria by Bill Jacobks
Cover of the book Silk Pajamas by Bill Jacobks
Cover of the book The Long Winding Road by Bill Jacobks
Cover of the book Lala Lamb Talks by Bill Jacobks
Cover of the book The Traveler Volume 1 by Bill Jacobks
Cover of the book Divinity and Satanism and the Human Brains by Bill Jacobks
Cover of the book An Old Ranger’S Memories by Bill Jacobks
Cover of the book Young at Heart by Bill Jacobks
Cover of the book When the Lilacs Bloom by Bill Jacobks
Cover of the book Alien Syndrome by Bill Jacobks
Cover of the book Cross a Far River by Bill Jacobks
Cover of the book No Stool Pigeon by Bill Jacobks
Cover of the book Unfinished Lives by Bill Jacobks
Cover of the book Mykal Elyot by Bill Jacobks
We use our own "cookies" and third party cookies to improve services and to see statistical information. By using this website, you agree to our Privacy Policy