Back to the Fall
“Jay Desind strikes the heart every single time.”—Roxanne Speno
In this collection of fifty new poems, Jay Desind writes about the mercurial seasons of the heart, and accompanies each poem with a carefully selected image that provides a deeper level of meaning to his words.
In Back to the Fall, Desind continues his years long visual and poetic essay of love and loss, rebirth and acceptance. As always, he finds inspiration in the visual world around him, and ties those images to poetic thoughts and periods in his life. A walk at a museum observing a little girl wearing a mask standing next to a pock-marked art exhibit makes Jay contemplate, “As if I hide behind a mask, or my soul bullet ridden, my essence gone” leading the reader through his turbulence in the moment living in a foreign country and ultimately asking, will this “leave me with a perforated body and a heart storm tossed and poor?” In Job Interview, Desind asks, “What if my job is love? Every single opportunity more concerned with… quick return on a limited investment.” The accompanying photo shows the soaring erector-set like skeleton of a thrill ride. Jay ends the poem with “love is not a prison but the steel that builds… climbs the heights to pure Adrenaline.” (The name of the thrill ride.)
Jay Desind never minces words. His poetry is biting, searing, deeply personal, and ultimately up-lifting. In Hug Less to Show Strength, he ends this particular diatribe to self love with “to never fit right in, who else do you know who would kiss the glass of reason, and have it melt?”
Enjoy this new collection specially formatted to be enjoyed vertically on color tablets of any size.
“Jay Desind strikes the heart every single time.”—Roxanne Speno
In this collection of fifty new poems, Jay Desind writes about the mercurial seasons of the heart, and accompanies each poem with a carefully selected image that provides a deeper level of meaning to his words.
In Back to the Fall, Desind continues his years long visual and poetic essay of love and loss, rebirth and acceptance. As always, he finds inspiration in the visual world around him, and ties those images to poetic thoughts and periods in his life. A walk at a museum observing a little girl wearing a mask standing next to a pock-marked art exhibit makes Jay contemplate, “As if I hide behind a mask, or my soul bullet ridden, my essence gone” leading the reader through his turbulence in the moment living in a foreign country and ultimately asking, will this “leave me with a perforated body and a heart storm tossed and poor?” In Job Interview, Desind asks, “What if my job is love? Every single opportunity more concerned with… quick return on a limited investment.” The accompanying photo shows the soaring erector-set like skeleton of a thrill ride. Jay ends the poem with “love is not a prison but the steel that builds… climbs the heights to pure Adrenaline.” (The name of the thrill ride.)
Jay Desind never minces words. His poetry is biting, searing, deeply personal, and ultimately up-lifting. In Hug Less to Show Strength, he ends this particular diatribe to self love with “to never fit right in, who else do you know who would kiss the glass of reason, and have it melt?”
Enjoy this new collection specially formatted to be enjoyed vertically on color tablets of any size.
“Jay Desind strikes the heart every single time.”—Roxanne Speno
In this collection of fifty new poems, Jay Desind writes about the mercurial seasons of the heart, and accompanies each poem with a carefully selected image that provides a deeper level of meaning to his words.
In Back to the Fall, Desind continues his years long visual and poetic essay of love and loss, rebirth and acceptance. As always, he finds inspiration in the visual world around him, and ties those images to poetic thoughts and periods in his life. A walk at a museum observing a little girl wearing a mask standing next to a pock-marked art exhibit makes Jay contemplate, “As if I hide behind a mask, or my soul bullet ridden, my essence gone” leading the reader through his turbulence in the moment living in a foreign country and ultimately asking, will this “leave me with a perforated body and a heart storm tossed and poor?” In Job Interview, Desind asks, “What if my job is love? Every single opportunity more concerned with… quick return on a limited investment.” The accompanying photo shows the soaring erector-set like skeleton of a thrill ride. Jay ends the poem with “love is not a prison but the steel that builds… climbs the heights to pure Adrenaline.” (The name of the thrill ride.)
Jay Desind never minces words. His poetry is biting, searing, deeply personal, and ultimately up-lifting. In Hug Less to Show Strength, he ends this particular diatribe to self love with “to never fit right in, who else do you know who would kiss the glass of reason, and have it melt?”
Enjoy this new collection specially formatted to be enjoyed vertically on color tablets of any size.