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Jesse Mitchell

Jesse Mitchell
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http://open.salon.com/blog/jmitch79, Illinois,
Birthday
June 29
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my own, mostly
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I am a 30 year cattle farmer. I have 4 children (3 girls and 1 boy) who range in age from 7 years down to 2 months. I am married, been with the same woman now for 10 years. I have worked as a cook, salesman, tailor, engineer's assistant, and also a bomb maker . I have been writing my entire life (really I mean that like all of it even way down into 'em baby years) and still, feh, not so good. I wish there was more to say about me but no such luck. Oh, yes you can all just call me, Jesse. I have seen the trouble people have when replying to me and they find that they must use that awkward JMitch79 business...so my name is Jesse and you may call me by it.

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APRIL 19, 2010 1:35PM

Preamble

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Preamble The light awakens, eyes rush open,The light bends to enter,The sun heats my body, soul, and face.A weightless ghost aloftA whispy thingSuddenly alive and living deep in space. Below me, the germination of thingsLush and green…the germination of things thatGerminate.By the movement of my handsI can sense the movement ofWaters, mists infinite. Growing things growFuture and every possible future,springs forth,Cultivate by a seedling imaginationandThough our wisdom and dreamsWe are purified.By our capabilitiesWe are horrifiedAnd by our abilitiesWe are calmed. The light bends to enterOver reaching eyesFatigue of the sensesCauses phantoms to appearAnd the mind grows tricky and slipperyBelow me, spinning spinning spinningBlue and green.Empty Ghosts passing though airless spaceTogether.   

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Man, you are good. I'm going to read this a few more times. Twice doesn't take it all in. Great Stuff Jesse!
"Though our wisdom and dreamsWe are purified.By our capabilitiesWe are horrifiedAnd by our abilitiesWe are calmed..."

this section spoke to me.
Scanner is right. This is something to be experienced again and again. Stop bashing your work! It is fantastic.
"Though our wisdom and dreams We are purified.By our capabilities We are horrified And by our abilities We are calmed..."
Jesse Mitchell copyright 2010

Simple, poignant and deep. Well done, rated.
This is poetic prose - that's how I see it. Are you experimenting or is this it? There's a reason for my asking.
~R~
The self deprecating needs to back off Shecky. This is sweet. You are a very good writer brother and you are just going to have to accept the accolades, hell glory in them. They are vindication, no one here owes you anything and compliments are given sincerely. Well, okay I suppose that I don't count.
Empty Ghosts passing though airless spaceTogether. This line gave me chills, I love how eloquent your prose is, that's a difficult skill to come by. Your work, to me, is quite reminiscent of the earlier works of John Irving, particularly The World According to Garp. I find it fascinating how smoothly you are able to weave allegory into your pieces- I will look forward to more from you.