Author Archives: Jim Stewart

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10 Great Quotations from Women Writers

Heroes all. Interesting Literature As tomorrow (8th March) is International Women’s Day, we’ve gathered together ten of our favourite quotations from women writers. Some are wise, some are witty, some weird; all are wonderful, in our opinion. And what unites … Continue reading

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Haiku–Time Eyeball

Big picture eyeball at the center of my head; now is now the past.

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Haiku–Bipedal Arrogance

Wet wall gastropod; how sad, I think to myself. The slug laughs at me.   (upper from gardenrant.com; lower from oregonstate.edu)

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Haiku–Moving Feast

So many things done. So many things yet to do. Life is a full plate. (Hemingway quote from imgfave.com; full cup from smblog.proton.in)

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Haiku–Damp it All

Drizzle creeps into all of my nooks and crannies. I wear my hat low. (seascape from windows2universe.org; drizzle window from noeleen.eu)

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Andra Watkins’ Book is Live

Here’s a link to my review of Andra Watkins’ new novel To Live Forever: An Afterlife Journey of Meriwether Lewis. Check it out.

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I Shall Go Gentle

(Note: This is my meager answer, for today anyway, to Dylan Thomas’ iconic poem–jrs) Do not fear this, my child. I shall go gentle, I shall not rage, I shall escape this delightful cage. It has served me well, this … Continue reading

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Haiku–The Light in Lightness

Piles taller than me; it’s time to deal with The Stuff, creating lightness. Dredging up the past, memories only to keep; planning to move home. Thirty years hide here, scrabbling beneath profound dust. Maybe we’re crazy.

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A Thankful Dad

(Note: for Jess and Ben, just because–jrs) Both of you born in the winter cold and dark, which says a lot for early spring romancing. The two of you different and several years apart, but each of you set my … Continue reading

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Haiku–This Day

This morning I died. This afternoon I woke up. This evening will be. (Change sign from xinyfengshui.com; monolith from sociobiology.com)

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