Death of the Jellyfish

Once upon a jelly time, this little guy
swam through the ocean with bobs
sending shockwaves into offending flesh
Now, how the luminescent have fallen,
he (she?) is a small disc, blackened at edges
I never knew you had been stung
Beachgoers are careful where to step
navigating the wash-up gelatin rounds
afraid there might still be some electricity
A crab hides in the deep umbrella hole
must have been some spread, covering
a whole family reunion, curled up below
while smaller crabs making armor sounds
further down the stretch of licking ocean

JD DeHart

About Ijagun Poetry Journal

Ijagun Poetry Journal is a quarterly journal that provides a platform from which we can tell our own stories in the authenticity of their multiplicity through the poetic medium. We don’t want to hear these stories from our master “griots” alone; we want to hear from those mastering their art, too. Hence, we aim at publishing new and emerging poets. We also welcome the works of established poets in order to encourage the poetic genius of those mastering poetic art. We prize original works that conform to, break or reinvent conventions. Again, we accept reviews and critical essays on poetry. We also accept powerful art works and photographs that make us appreciate the "poetry" in everything.
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