POET ASSASSIN

Poet Assassin is a song from the space between worlds—an alchemical weaving of myth, memory, and soul. With the precision of a priestess and the voice of an oracle, Mieke Jacobs invites us into a realm where silence is sacred and every word is a spell. These poems are portals—each one a threshold between the visible and the unseen, the fractured and the whole

The field of poetry has the potential to be a portal to a regenerative and flourishing realm. Mieke is a master in braiding her strands of wisdom and grace into a magnetic opus. An interflow of myth and lived encounter.

She holds our attention, we are all in silence. She opens with the first line from her poem Eden:
‘Upon this rock you built your church’

A mix of reverence and irreverence for the original verse from Matthew 16:18, you feel the potency of her words like they were tastes off an exquisite menu. This is poetry reimagined, created to have a felt sense, a direct experience in your body, not just words on a page.

For me, her final words hold the essence of the book: ‘To read of mankind is to mourn mankind. To write of mankind is to fertilize humanity’
Maybe this Haiku can serve as a bow to Mieke and her beautiful writing:
words like a sharp moon,
piercing softly through the flesh
what dares not be said.

Each poem is a portal—fierce, tender, and exquisitely true.

Reading a line in Mieke’s book only once is easy. It’s short. Reading it a second time – with the heart – and a third time – truly allowing it in takes courage. Something might die. Something new might begin to move. In the tradition of David Whyte and the old Haiku masters, her poetry is an offering, an invitation to remember: we are like clay, made of formless, non-clay things, forming and becoming what we are not yet, only to become formless again.