Review of Grimoire by slam poet M.A. Dennis

is a fine collection of poetry put together by Jacob R. Moses — the poem “herbal eruption” is one of my faves; its fiery theme reminds me of Audre Lorde’s “write fire” mission statement. And I appreciate the care & thought put into this book, even a small detail like providing the reader with the phonetic pronunciation of the title.

-M.A. Dennis

Review of Grimoire by Peruvian poet, Rocío Uchofen

The etymology of Grimoire goes back to the Greek “gramma” ( letter) and the Latin “Grammática” (grammar) The word itself names a book of spells and takes us to remote Gothic times where the words and their permutations were powerful enough to make changes. Poems are made of words, words create images. Grateful to read @jacobreubenmoses poetry of change and wisdom, his Grimoire finds the magic scene and the words to transmit us beautiful, foretelling images like the poem “Vision Quest”: “ My father’s legacy exists in Martling’s Pond…” #newpoetrybook #statenislandpoets #statenislandpoetry #poetsofinstagram

-Rocío Uchofen, poet

Review of Grimoire by poet/visual artist Kyoko Heshiimu

“Jacob R. Moses is a self proclaimed wizard, whose collection of poetry ‘Grimoire’ exemplifies a mystical and magical feel from the cover of the book to the words spoken inside. He speaks through his own experiences of addiction and depression, while battling his inner demons to embrace a sense of inner spirituality. One of my favorite poems, ‘Anthems,’ reads as a self mantra where he is assuring himself he is in control. His poems can feel at times like dreams – structured around themes of animals and plants, as well as emotional struggles and growth. His ancestors are mentioned throughout guiding him as he delves into his self healing through the chaos in his head. I was taken away by how his words sound like spells being cast into the air when spoken out loud -‘Sueños oscuros; somos la única luz’ as heard in the lines from his poem ‘Medianoche.’ I found myself reading the poems straight through and was astonished by how smoothly each topic aligned with the theme of each chapter connecting the whole feel of the book and its majestic concept. I couldn’t recommend this book any more. It is a wonderful body of work and I am proud to include it on my shelf next to all the other authors of his caliber.”

-Kyoko Heshiimu, poet/visual artist

Wizard of Willow (poem)

I am the evergreen
Wizard of Willow
Leaving offerings
Within her woods

Our roots are here
Sharing chalices
In this dimension
Of the wild unknown

She is where
Our tree of life
Sinks into the
Ground by the pond

Our hero of one 
Thousand branches
Our peacock’s tail 
Ambassador of light

Harboring treasures
In a cauldron
From ash to skin to gold
Alchemy of her eye

I am the illustrator
Of the ghosts
Where the murdered
Perch on benches

Where the spirits
Of the mentally disabled
Yearn for their innocence
To outweigh their deficits

Amid the heartache
We sit by the campfire
Where a ’69 Chevy
Remains intact

Driver missing
Mystery of the wheel
A fender hanging
Windows smashed

We grab these cups
In unity and solidarity
For like the tree of life
We shall not fall

We shall grasp
These gold goblets
For we are Willow
For Willow is us

For we are four
For four is us
We built the queendom
Crowned by corona

I am the Wizard
Joined by the Sultan
Aligned by the Commander
Protecting the Lily Pond

Ours is the kingdom
To which we give of
Ourselves and we all
Hike as one

-Jack M. Freedman (Jacob Moses)
Published in Eskimo Pie (2019)