Qwerty & Chicken Windows (Lithic Press, 2018)

$17.00/ Poetry
September 2018

Of the post-Beat poetry scene of the 70’s and 80’s in North Beach, San Francisco, poetry maven and Colorado politician, Art Goodtimes, who was raised in the Bay area, said that Jack Mueller was always the most accessible and friendly toward young, up-and-coming poets. This epitomizes Mueller’s reputation as a most open-hearted, instinctually inclusive and ever generative presence. He was an integral part of the San Francisco poetry world until the mid-90’s when he left for a job in Texas to be closer to his aging parents, who he helped care for until the end. In the last weeks of his life I asked Jack about having a cowboy reading at the bookstore, he replied, “everyone’s welcome.”

Raised in a strong family of Germanic origin, son of a scholar of philosophy and religion, Jack traveled on merchant ships across the Atlantic to post-war Germany during parts of his formative years. For four years in the mid-60’s, in his mid-twenties, he was in the east, mostly in the Peace Corps in rural India. Exposure to far parts of the world at young ages informed and shaped his trajectory and fueled the fire in his mind.

I met Jack when he ‘retired’ to a home at the end of the road, at the top of the hill, outside a small mountain town in southwestern Colorado. Our friendship arose from a shared base of scientific understandings and from our wide ranging imaginings and yearnings which sparked rivers of connections we intuitively found — as I walked in the door the conversation began in the middle and fell forward. To be in his presence was an invigoration.

Like so much of Jack Mueller’s work, this book is about climate, not weather. Both Qwerty and Chicken Windows take mundane moments, thoughts, occurrences, and relocate them into  new places, bright and active at all points. The disparate nature of these two works is a microcosm of his larger life, lived according to one of his major maxim’s: obey emerging form. He continually discovered new ways of saying what he had to say, new ways to write it down. All of Jack’s work is imbued with humor-wisdom that, among other things, rises from his acquaintance with paradox, his coyote eye splays on every page. He was a despairing optimist.

In Qwerty, Jack pokes fun at the object – the keyboard that has become so ubiquitous it is almost invisible. This celebratory work is evidence that he is up for the challenge presented by William Carlos Williams, as he ponders the alphabet and is baffled, “…that no one has yet taken the trouble to write it out fully.” Jack was always working, playing, provoking, pushing Language to somehow – do more. He goes into the heart of what annoys him, uses the outdated keyboard to further his own explorations and thus, epitomizes Calvino’s observation that, “Mankind is beginning to understand how to dismantle and reassemble the most complex and unpredictable of all its machines– language.” He scrubs the linen of doing things this way because we’ve always done it this way and brings new words, sentences, ideas into existence; new relationships enter the collective mind. Civilization grows on great convection currents of Language that boil out facility with symbols that enhance our ability to make new connections of existing information. This ultimately helps our survival, which, when combined with humor and love, can lead to an elevated existence; a continuing progression. Jack wrote, “we are creatures of the jump possible.”

On the surface, Chicken Windows is a light-hearted collection of flash-prose pieces; a galloping autobiography that begins at age 45 minutes. It quickly moves into a fun-filled family life, elicits an undertone on the difficulty of relationships, muses on: writing and pigshit, the possibilities of matriarchy, and the varied meanings of Everything. Jack “removes the microbes of self-deception,” moves from despair to euphoria, from, “Life is terrible…,” to a really marvelous end.

When he died in 2017, Jack left behind a major unpublished life-work, The Portolano Poems, several long essays, many notebooks (from the 60’s on), thousands of disparate poems, ink drawings on 3X5 cards, bar napkins, bookmarks, coasters, and boxes of magazine collages.

This is his first work to be published postumously.  “Quit whistling entropy…,” turn the page, here’s some gas for a gasless night.      –Danny Rosen, Lithic Press



Budada (Lithic Press, 2015)

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The Gate • Limited Edition Hardcover (Lithic Press, 2014)

Clothbound hardcover
(limited edition, 100 numbered copies)
From the front cover:
The Gate is an essay in open form–or a poem as essay. It represents part one of an ongoing work. This poetic essay had its origns in a series of conversations in the basement of the Golden Flyer restaurant on the waterfront in San Francisco. Irregular sessions were attended by Kirby Doyle, Tisa Walden, Howard Hart, Gregory Corso, Neeli Cherkovski and other poets and painters from North Beach. The meetings only continued for a few months, but the talk was passionate and productive. During that time I kept a notebook of my own thoughts towards an evolving poetics. The notebook, an orange German school issue had the words “Tell Notiz” on its cover. That was the original title of the essay, and it resonated neatly with my investigations at the time into the linguistic and archeological findings of Tell Mardikh in Syria–studies that point to the origins of written language in the West. Some of the remarks and ideas brought up in our talks found their wayinto the essay. In most cases, those remarks are in quotations and attributed to the speaker (or author) of the statements.

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The Gate • Saddle-stitched Edition (Lithic Press, 2014)




The Gate • Free PDF Edition (Lithic Press, 2016)


Amor Fati WEB

Amor Fati (Lithic Press, 2013)

These poems embody Jack Mueller’s lifelong obsession with language. Personal, universal, heartbreaking, and with a coyote running throughout, from childhood and family life, to philosophical musings into deep time, big space, old history, and the origin of words. This book is Jack—continuing the argument and conversation he has carried on with everything and everyone, forever. This book contains new work as well as poems culled from the past thirty years.

Amor Fati, a thick volume of new and selected poems from Beat affiliate and once San Francisco fixture Jack Mueller, truly lives up to its name (Lithic Press; 177 pages). “Love of fate,” as the title translates, appears in these pages in many forms: as contemplative acceptance, surly fatalism, awed joy. One moment pondering the nature of death, the next exuberantly describing a bird, Mueller vacillates between optimism and resignation as he moves between the registers of philosophical abstraction and concrete observation. Distinctly the wok of an older writer, Amor Fati tackles almost exclusively cosmic questions- about mortality, love, and our relationship to language.”
– Maggie Millner, ZYZZYVA


Whacking the Punch Line (Lithic Press, 2008)

Spiral bound collection of compression sketches with captions, on heavy card stock. Originally drawn on bar napkins, this generative book creates a new world that jumps straight out from the mind of the artist, off the page, anew everytime, in yer eye. Complete with parenthetical clouds, wooden tears, news from under ground, and screw worms. Is it about quantum mechanics? Is it about the financial meltdown? Literary cartoons good for any room in the house.

The Paramorphs by Jack Mueller

The Paramorphs (Ginkgo Press, 1985)


Jack Mueller Prussian Blue

Prussian Blue (Deep Forest, Second Series, 1984)


Jack Mueller Traces

Traces (Deep Forest, 1982)