This past weekend I received an email from Jean Vengua. She's starting a new online journal devoted to art and literature. It's called Local Nomad. The first issue is on the theme of Migration.
Jean asked if I would submit something. I wanted to but wasn't sure I had anything interesting in me to say on this theme.
I read Jean's email fairly late at night, just before bedtime. So, before I went to bed, I looked up "migration" in the dictionary.
I woke up in the morning with a six line poem ( a double hay(na)ku) rattling fully formed in my head.
Jean accepted the poem and wrote that she loved that it appeared in the migration between sleep and waking!
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Appearances is an ungainly machine of improbable devolving beauty. It's never not in the mix for me.
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"There is neither unity nor multiplicity. There is the one and the other, the one to the other, the one beside the other between the one and the other."
Jean-Luc Nancy, from Corpus II: Writings on Sexuality (Fordham University Press, 2013)
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I am envious that you dream poems, Tom!
ReplyDeleteHi Lynn,
ReplyDeleteIt never used to happen that I would dream poems but over the last couple of years it has happened a few times.
Ha. Poem dreamer. It figures!!!
ReplyDeleteThanks for mentioning this, Tom. I don't ever recall dreaming a poem. But more recently, my dreams seem to be syncing up with a novel I'm reading, Ruth Ozeki's Tale for a Time Being.
ReplyDeleteWhen I was working dreams were, for the most part, obliterated.
ReplyDeleteSince I retired dreams have been appearing more regularly and have often been really complicated and weird.
They have also tended to be serial in nature--permutations of previous dreams.