The Rivers of Babylon jansmatters.com, January 13, 2026January 13, 2026 By the Rivers of Babylon I sit and weep for another home another timeThere on the tree I hang my guitarMy tormentors bid me to sing their songHate filled young men with bitter eyes and rifles and assault weaponsOfficials who profess to be hunting with rifles and assault weapons for…
Minister’s Daughter? jansmatters.com, July 9, 2025 I appear as a minister’s daughterRather than a person with a past My persona ingrainedMy reality a constant clash I act with apparent compassionFilled with a sense of derision My actions entrenchedMy passions a constant collision Outside InsideInside Outside Conflict in the depths of perceptionDissonance at the heart of cognition…
See the Image jansmatters.com, May 30, 2025May 30, 2025 Published in the 2024 St. Louis County Library Anthology, incomplete. Here it is in total. See the image reflectedin eyespeering fromtreesblades of grassocean depth Listen to worryingstillnessas quiet aching awarenessgrows for each intelligentbeingFeel sadnessweigh upon your heartas one by onefellow life formsdisappearbecoming memoriesof beautylostfor those of usleft behindSee yourselfreflectedin eyespeeringHear…
Come Loose jansmatters.com, January 26, 2025January 26, 2025 Come loose in the universeFreefall in space and timeat least twice a weekUnglue from the continuumGravity ignoredGlideFloatSoar on the currents of infinityEagle on the solar windDolphin on the lunar tide Jan Kraus 2025
Antipathy jansmatters.com, December 16, 2024December 16, 2024 We fight for naught. We trip over trite nasty words. We ambush. We lie. We sought affinity, and gaunt sharp conceits brought words on the tip to snipe to wound. We ambush. We lie. We fight for naught.