Category Archives: Absolutes

Rumbling About

Posted on August 11, 2020 by Jim Stewart

I can sit on my motorcycle, rumbling down Coast Highway 101, following my front tire to Seaside. As long as there is road, sometimes it isn’t possible to discover a reason to stop. Clustered memories can explode into other years … Continue reading →

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The Quiet

Posted on March 20, 2020 by Jim Stewart

Another essay I want to share. I’d rather have it sit here on narble.blog than hide in my directory structure. ~JimS. It’s late evening. I’m standing on a front porch in Gearhart, Oregon, on the dune I’ve come to call … Continue reading →

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Muselessness

Posted on October 1, 2019 by Jim Stewart

I’m supposed to be finishing a novel but I’m not. It’s a murky late summer day with an uncertain sky and a directionally challenged breeze smelling of salt and fir, marsh and cedar. My characters are all hovering around the … Continue reading →

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Universe Understood

Posted on February 13, 2019 by Jim Stewart

Consciousness,the universe is–a way to understandand make small enougha vastness into parts.Your mind will nevergrasp the whole, no,that is a feelingfor your soulto warm whencold clasps your heartand galaxies never seenseem almost familiarand close enoughto nod acquaintance.Understanding isaccepting you cannot.

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The Way Forward

Posted on January 1, 2019 by Jim Stewart

Anger finds my heart unreceptive to the pull of self indulgence; it is not the time for self righteous behavior and losing my way. My heart knows the way when my mind is distracted. I am who I am. I … Continue reading →

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True Gravity

Posted on November 22, 2018 by Jim Stewart

I hope everyone reading this is having (or had) a special wonderful day. Gratitude is a driving power in the Universe. We all should exercise it more often. Every. Single. Day. This is from Michael Murphy, author of Golf in … Continue reading →

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Companions

Posted on August 1, 2018 by Jim Stewart

Thank you for my companions: this journal; this pen; this heart full of my blood; my blood in the hearts of others; my heart in the hearts of others; the quivering guitars; the gift of music holding me fast; this … Continue reading →

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Reading Admonition

Posted on March 16, 2018 by Jim Stewart

Reading poems– a bronkbuster, a recovered drunk, a morning iconoclast; all tell me: write something with velocity, not half fast.   (Paul Zarzyski: Gordon Stevens; Richard Hugo: Hugo House;  William Stafford: American Academy of Poets)

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A Poem Comes

Posted on March 2, 2018 by Jim Stewart

My impatience robs me of my observance, but sharpens my pen. I slice my ego into quivering hunks of silvery fatback, sputtering in the skillet I heat with my heart. Shame fits me too well. I am only as good … Continue reading →

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Spirit, Living

Posted on August 16, 2017 by Jim Stewart

I am a spirit living in the aging body of a white man. People I admire despise my meat. People I despise glorify my biological ancestry. The crux ignored: I am a spirit, living. (mediadiversified.org)

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