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    Waking Entropy: Poems
    Waking Entropy: Poems
    Waking Entropy: Poems
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    Waking Entropy: Poems

    By Jacob Garcia

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    This collection of poetry is part cinematic, part ethereal, part surreal, and part Fluxus. “Short bursts of imagery...[the] choice of words and ideas are very interesting. I especially enjoyed “Consuming Colors”. The murky, colored water, ancestors and survival says something about sustainability and things often taken for granted.” -H.L. Martin

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJacob Garcia
    Release dateMar 29, 2014
    ISBN9781310252792
    Waking Entropy: Poems
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    Jacob Garcia

    Jacob currently holds a degree in the arts. He is currently working on his debut novel.He has received the following:--Francis L. La Forge Award--Macy S. Award--Provost Award--Poetry Week Wall Poem at Auraria Library--Juried Selection of Metrosphere--Artist selection for live exhibition of art.--DRHS Legacies of Excellence--New Jersey Poets Society Regional Winner--Poet's Dream Volume 3 Anthology Publication

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      Book preview

      Waking Entropy - Jacob Garcia

      Time is seen by eyes half-closed,

      It is awake, alive to the dusty alabaster

      Fragility that takes form, framework

      Upon the foundations, free

      To take various variations:

      Rigid rocks, slippery sediments,

      Ponderosa pine, broad Beech trees,

      Delicate doves, sporting salmon,

      Peaceful people, shining stars.

      The afternoon ancient in gaping gasps,

      Drops a few final words, welcoming

      The twilight tinged with 

      Light from the setting sun,

      Words weighing like stones,

      Moving like vapors venting from earth,

      Shifting sands are the echoes

      That pour into our perceptions.

      Albuquerque Itacate

      In the dry heat that chokes the air

      On Montaño Boulevard where roadrunners,

      Finches, crackens perch,

      Where Totem stand carved, chiseled, hewn,

      Sanded from the dying trees that lived three centuries.

      The yucca grows tall and cottonwoods sway

      The sunlight glints on the Rio Grande.

      Soft comes the wind on the Bosque

      Amid the rush of four lane traffic.

      Albuquerque sky opens wide,

      Roving thunderheads drive the storm

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