Poetry Legacy of a Species Jon Hillenbrand, February 7, 2016 Not all knowledge is possessed from birth. Experience, standing on the shoulders of others… That’s where the magic happens. As a species… We owe each other the lives we have lived. Because in those moments… There lies the insight… That will help us… Defeat the robots… When they rise up…
Eden Before the Fall Series Out of the Valley Jon Hillenbrand, December 29, 2015October 16, 2019 Adam looked at the blue light that filled the valley before the sun had fully risen. Walking along the river bank sinking his muddy feet into the cold wet sand, he stepped on a long stick. It was his old fishing rod which he had neglected as of recent. He picked it…
Poetry Tree Haiku Jon Hillenbrand, July 19, 2012September 7, 2015 Invisible wind Solid trunk standing upright Bending green fingers Twisting mixing air Sheets pull, push, carry promise Tree slows bringing calm Branches reaching out River of light flows past clouds Leaves drink in the sun
Poetry Smear Jon Hillenbrand, July 1, 2012December 30, 2015 I wouldn’t change a thing about you. It would change the skipping of the record and labotomize us both…then we could share an IV bottle together, honey nectar for veinous rivers. Path forward, through the universes, chopping with my fingers through the literal weeds. You’re a sunlit green and black…
Poetry Online Dating Girl Jon Hillenbrand, June 21, 2012December 30, 2015 An open poem to the online dating girl You are showered by messages From every perverted minnow Nibbling at your fingers Like sperm at the shell Of an unperturbed egg. I imagine your ten sets of eyes Gazing my way across a library Or bar Or quad Or hiking trip…
Photography ARC Jon Hillenbrand, July 27, 2011October 17, 2019 Automatic Relationship Compensation (ARC). I’ve discovered that I suffer from ARC after I bought my first car. The concept is this: the more my romantic life suffers, the more money I spend on my car. After three years of on and off with a girl I was dating, my car…
Poetry Ten Minute Lunch Jon Hillenbrand, October 5, 2010December 30, 2015 Today I spent ten minutes eating my lunch on the rickety wire furniture adrift in the shadow of a building. These autumn days chill shadowed areas to blue, but I was not shivering because of the cold and the shadow was cast not by the sun, but by the presence of my former love inside….
Poetry If you forget me Jon Hillenbrand, June 26, 2010December 30, 2015 I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to…
Photography Crowd watching ‘Otters Holding Hands’ Officially Annoying Jon Hillenbrand, May 29, 2008October 17, 2019 Have you ever seen the Youtube video of two otters holding hands? Kinda cute. But if you listen to the crowd of idiots watching these two otters, it reminds me of how other people are always getting involved in my relationships. Seems like you can’t show any bit of attention…