Tuesday, September 16, 2014

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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5 comments:

  1. Hi Lynn,

    It never used to happen that I would dream poems but over the last couple of years it has happened a few times.

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  2. Thanks 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.

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  3. When I was working dreams were, for the most part, obliterated.

    Since 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.

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