Josef Krebs has a chapbook published by Etched Press and his poetry also appears in Agenda, the Bicycle Review, Calliope, Mouse Tales Press, The Corner Club Press, The FictionWeek Literary Review, Burningword Literary Journal, the Aurorean, Inscape, Crack the Spine, The Cape Rock, Carcinogenic Poetry, The Bangalore Review, 521magazine, Organs of Vision and Speech, Tacenda, Former People, The Chaffey Review, The Bohemian, and The Cats Meow. A short story has been published in blazeVOX. He’s written three novels and five screenplays. His film was successfully screened at Santa Cruz and Short Film Corner of Cannes film festivals.
Here are three poems by Josef Krebs. We hope you find them as engaging and dynamic as we did.
And tremors that begin in your hand
And spread to the city
Are no longer a factor in the war that followed
The turmoil a mere residue now of unforgotten dreams
And ideological stubbornness
Or ignorance
The eyes that saw no longer hesitate to witness
But the images drip away barely burning into the soul anymore
As if taste buds had died along with retinal ganglion cells
In order to protect the no longer
And the no longer innocent
Alike
As the thesis of existence inoculates us to our last departure
I rapture over past
Memories of other
That no longer is
As if a moment had passed
Into past
A droplet reabsorbed into the collision between water and sky
That might come around and around
As distance becomes foreshortened into thesis and antithesis
With all lost from the let go get go
In order that a new race might emerge
Distance accounts for half the effect of inconclusive adaptability
As direct dialectic deception gives the perception of equality of opposites
When the balance is all off
And one should make a stand for something however simple and multilayered if not multi-angled
Or is all just perception and necessity of the moment
With no tense balance possible
Beyond the momentary interaction with those you love too much
