Paddington's Restless Night by Jakob Chapman

Following last night's release party, Jakob Chapman's new poem "Paddington's Restless Night" is now available to read in INSCAPE's print and web editions.

Click here to read "Paddington's Restless Night."

Paddington's Restless Night Forthcoming in INSCAPE

Jakob's poetry corner is pleased to announce that Jakob Chapman's Poem "Paddington's Restless Night" is forthcoming in INSCAPE's Fall 2009 Issue. The poem will be available in the journal's print and web editions.

Cyborg Renaissance by Jakob Chapman

Jakob Chapman's poem "Cyborg Renaissance" is now published in MindFlight's online edition. Click here to read "Cyborg Renaissance."

Jakob Chapman New Poetry Editor for INSCAPE

Jakob Chapman is pleased to announce that he is the new poetry editor for INSCAPE the literary magazine for Brigham Young University.

"Inscape is the inward quality of objects as they are perceived by the joined introspection of a poet, who in turn embodies them in unique poetic forms."

-Gerard Manley Hopkins

INSCAPE is published twice a year as a cooperative effort of the BYU College of Humanities and the Department of English. To see the latest issue of INSCAPE click here.

Decisions 2000 & 8 is now available!

Jakob Chapman is pleased to announce that his new collection of poetry Desisions 2000 & 8 is now available for purchase. Click here to view his collection!

Jakob Chapman to be Published in MindFlights

Jakob Chapman just finished signing a contract with MindFlights for his Poem, "Cyborg Renaissance." His poem will be used in their online edition.

Vindaloo Passover by Jakob Chapman

after eating the lamb
drenched in curry
poured over hoary rice
waiting for twilight
when the sun sinks
sorrowfully to his knees
entreating intersession
with the 3rd day separation,
I have a date
with my creating angel

The Heat Death of the Universe (Short Story by Jakob Chapman)

Although not my poetry, this short story just got publish on Utah Children's Writer's Blog. Click here to read "The Heat Death of the Universe."

General Conference by Jakob Chapman

Run, run, run!
I can because George is open
I can run because my bishop does not take attendance
it is not a question he asks—directly
when I see him every two years;
yes or no is more like a batting average
anyway

Run, run, run!
my iPod may look like a radio—
sleek portable religion
I can fit in my pocket
like the ten commandments written on a pebble
so small you need a microscope
to read, “Thou Shalt Not Kill”
but it is not a radio
it is an iPod
and I can listen to Johnny Cash
everywhere I go
if it was a Sansa
it would have a radio
and I could half-listen to MoTab’s
interludes
but it is not a Sansa
it is an iPod
more fashionable

Run, run, run!
obey the word of wisdom
with wicked exercise
I am thirty-five and in my prime
and I have to run while I still have knees
it already hurts to kneel;
I don’t like the feeling of Berber on my skin
the way it prickles

Run, run, run
around the indoor track
trying to decide
what exactly I am running from

Pepperoni by Jakob Chapman

uncountable noun
thin slice of life
sitting in its own pool
of oily blood
hot salami
in an Italian tsunami
flooding the hut
filling the homeland
with savory security
when the moon hits your eye