How do we choose to travel?
What is reliable in the rain?
What is our ultimate destination,
for this time, this journey, or
this day?
We move at the speed of life.
Depending on traffic, others
may chose to follow your path,
but not your direction.
© 2021 j.g. lewis
A little cold, little wet,
a little tired and yet
I am here. Still,
full of wonder.
The morning chill leaves
little to the imagination
and much less
to hope for.
Expected, perhaps, as it
always is, this time, this
season is only what
we ask of it.
11/21/2024 j.g.l.
The answers are far less certain
than even last week, to all those
perennial questions or solutions
you might seek.
What do you believe, or
what do you believe in?
Come Monday, you have fewer
questions than you had last week.
For a while there are less doubts
in what you believe.
Whom do you believe in,
and who believes in you?
11/18/2024 j.g.l.
I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.
j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.
We All Sleep, And We All Dream
We’ve been dreaming as long
as we’ve been living. Restful
or restless, the visions, images,
thoughts and ideas that come
at night play a major role in how
we function in our waking hours.
Dreams are a part of living, and
for many of us a reason to live.
Mythos & Marginalia will take
a closer look at sleeping and
dreaming throughout March,
but would like more than one
person’s perspective. I’d like
to open up a discussion on
sleep, dreams, and the space
in between.
If you have sleep tips, dream
analysis, personal antidotes,
thoughts on how to deal with
insomnia, or dream-inspired
poetry (oh yes, poetry), please
send it to
jglewis@mythosandmarginalia.com
The nights will soon become
shorter, let’s take advantage of
this time to increase, and share,
our knowledge of the night.
j.g.l.
I’m like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.
j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.