Head Job
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John Burroughs,
a.k.a. Jesus Crisis, is a pacifist, poet, playwright, musician, composer, bibliophile, and seeker in Elyria, Ohio.
Co-founder (with Dianne Borsenik) of the monthly Lix and Kix Poetry Extravaganza and the annual winter wordfest known as Snoetry, John is also the founding editor and publisher for Crisis Chronicles Press and a regular contributor to the Cleveland Poetics and Ohio Poetry Association blogs. Since 2011 he has served as the OPA's webmaster pro tem.
John founded a loose association called Poets of Lorain County, under whose auspices he's hosted regular open mic and featured poet events at the Avon Lake Public Library and the Lorain Arts Council's 737 Gallery, as well as the PoetryElyria series at Jim's Coffeehouse and Diner, the Scott M. Duncan Photography studio and other venues in his hometown.
John's work has appeared on stages in four states, as well as in numerous journals, and he is the author of six poetry chapbooks, including:
Water Works (Recycled Karma Press, 2012)
Electric Company (Writing Knights Press, 2011)
6/9: Improvisations in Dependence by Jesus Crisis (Crisis Chronicles Press, 2009)
Identity Crises by Doug Manson, JC and Bree (Green Panda Press, 2009)
Bloggerel by JC (Crisis Chronicles Press, 2008)
Two broadsides featuring his work, For Change Is and Low Kay Shun, are available from NightBallet Press.
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The Tao of Jesus Crisis: Head Job
!!!!!!!! like it actually!
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I like the look - gives you a faint Gurdjieff look -- he was known as the rascal sage and you certainly are a rascal. Gurdjieff (who does not seem to be in spell check) once painted brown sparrows yellow and sold them as canaries to finance a religious expedition.
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the only thing missing is the smile to go with it John.
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James said you have a nicely-shaped skull, and was very impressed. I think he's enjoying the company!
I'm looking forward to the inevitable poem about this...
What a memorable St. Patty's Day Lix THIS will be!
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NARY A HAIR
he had hair
enough to spare
long and thick
enough to share
enough to scare
enough to wear
in lots of ways
it made men stare
it made men glare
it made men swear
envy, compare
it wasn't fair
their own fell out
but he had hair
but on a dare
a wish or prayer
his hair was there
and then
not there
he didn't spare
a single hair
he must prepare
he must beware
for chill of air
he must take care
in this affair
but I'll admit
the man has flair
he isn't square
his head is more
apple than pear
try not to stare
the shine is bright
too much to bear
we'll shade our poor
eyes from the glare
sunglasses, all!
I do declare
until that flare
is beaten back
by his returning
hair
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*laffin* LOVE it! Freedom of Hair expression hoping it is as warm there as here!
Harmony and Peace
Jo
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Slick new look, JC! Hair today, gone tomorrow
Kindly, let me know when you get it, and I do hope we get to it sooner than later
Love, Peace and Poetry,
Yahia
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I hope you feel better.
I hope you're laughing.
I hope you're happy.
That you can always make me look.
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You got a nice head of hair. But a bald head on a rough poet is always an option.
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