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Photos of plants (as the last light of the day fades)

Photos of plants (as the last light of the day fades)
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Man on his balcony wonders what has happened to his neighborhood.

Man on his balcony wonders what has happened to his neighborhood.
649 0 15 September, 2019
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Notes from the last few months

Notes from the last few months
278 0 9 September, 2019
390 0 9 September, 2019
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Photos of plants

Photos of plants
599 0 5 September, 2019
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Los Angeles, California

Memories of hot summer days spent writing poetry in the shade of palm trees.

Memories of hot summer days spent writing poetry in the shade of palm trees.
475 0 4 September, 2019
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Echo Park, CA

Why is everything so twisted these days or the reflection of palms trees on the rippling surface of echo park lake.

Why is everything so twisted these days or the reflection of palms trees on the rippling surface of echo park lake.
1068 0 3 September, 2019
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In my early twenties,
I flew every month, visiting friends
hanging onto the old
instead of moving forward

I had this sense of religion when I would fly then
It was my only way to accept
the idea of a man made flight.
I couldn't fathom it.
That this giant tube of steel,
could be six miles above the Earth,
despite weighing five hundred tons,
And move at six hundred miles per hour.
I couldn't understand,
that it could fly.

You know, I get the aerodynamics on some level,
the angle of the wing,
the flow of the air,
the pressure of the imbalance,
the lift it produces,
the theories are sound
Each part makes sense,
but the whole, the reality,
the actual thing, the enormity of it,
of the five hundred ton metal bird
thirty six thousand feet in the air.
This is incomprehensible
So, I had faith in the airplane,
faith that we could fly.

Then one day
I got on a plane
flew into the air
and I felt nothing.

In my early twenties,
I flew every month, visiting friends
hanging onto the old
instead of moving forward

I had this sense of religion when I would fly then
It was my only way to accept
the idea of a man made flight.
I couldn't fathom it.
That this giant tube of steel,
could be six miles above the Earth,
despite weighing five hundred tons,
And move at six hundred miles per hour.
I couldn't understand,
that it could fly.

You know, I get the aerodynamics on some level,
the angle of the wing,
the flow of the air,
the pressure of the imbalance,
the lift it produces,
the theories are sound
Each part makes sense,
but the whole, the reality,
the actual thing, the enormity of it,
of the five hundred ton metal bird
thirty six thousand feet in the air.
This is incomprehensible 
So, I had faith in the airplane,
faith that we could fly.

Then one day
I got on a plane
flew into the air
and I felt nothing.
392 0 2 September, 2019
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All over the place

All over the place
455 0 9 August, 2019
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When there’s no parking and it feels like the world is ending

When there’s no parking and it feels like the world is ending
426 0 8 August, 2019
Brooklyn
414 0 5 August, 2019
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Up in the air

Up in the air
604 0 1 August, 2019
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The Life Aquatic (after drugs)

The Life Aquatic (after drugs)
381 0 25 July, 2019
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By the sea, by the cliffs

By the sea, by the cliffs
432 0 24 July, 2019
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the fragments of my old life followed me everywhere i went. i tried to destroy them, i cut them up, tore them up, stretched them apart, but they wouldn't go away. they healed themselves in terrible ways, becoming new nightmares. twisted, disjointed and wounded, filled back in all the wrong ways, limping along as the new monsters of my past, unable to be destroyed, only made more terrifying.

the fragments of my old life followed me everywhere i went. i tried to destroy them, i cut them up, tore them up, stretched them apart, but they wouldn't go away. they healed themselves in terrible ways, becoming new nightmares. twisted, disjointed and wounded, filled back in all the wrong ways, limping along as the new monsters of my past, unable to be destroyed, only made more terrifying.
919 0 16 July, 2019
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Sea Textures

Sea Textures
549 0 14 July, 2019
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Los Angeles, California

Where little league meets industry

Where little league meets industry
466 0 12 July, 2019