Category Archives: Dream

Do Spiders Dream?

Posted on October 9, 2020 by Jim Stewart

Wind rises;trees bend and stretch;webs ripple and tear.Drops as big as sheengulf delicate weavingas she tries respinning the damage,but the maelstrom says no. She retreats to a cup of leaves to endure.Her dreams are calamitous.I understand. (web: study.com)

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The Road Takes a Break in Nakusp, B.C.

Posted on August 17, 2018 by Jim Stewart

The breeze off Arrow lake sways the curtains in my room, robbing the ghosts of places to hide. The fan blurs the ceiling where peeled wallpaper casts vibrating shadows, like insect wings stuck to my leather. The confused air stirs … Continue reading →

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Between Takes in Heaven West

Posted on July 10, 2016 by Jim Stewart

Clayton Moore and Jay Silverheels rest by the Rio Grande, sharing sushi under a sky of forever blue. Scout and Silver graze nearby. To the south, a tumble of clouds builds over Mexico, rumpled shadows running across the far mesas. … Continue reading →

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When the Dream Begins

Posted on December 21, 2015 by Jim Stewart

When the dream begins you are not quite there; you love her rumpled face with the thousand-yard stare, and the dream begins. When the dream begins you focus on the now, you see the path ahead, but you don’t quite see the … Continue reading →

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Gears Go Still

Posted on June 23, 2015 by Jim Stewart

The brain spring goes flat, unwinding with a sound somewhere between a hiss and a sigh. The clutch goes in; the gears slowly spin to still; the light goes out; the secret world chuckles: “my turn.” All I can do … Continue reading →

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Refusal

Posted on December 1, 2014 by Jim Stewart

The wall crawls with stuff I don’t want to recognize. Looking obliquely, the movement reveals insects, each one connected to some choking childhood terror. I watch them through the sheetrock. Thousands of antennae, millions of legs, with an occasional slither. As … Continue reading →

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A Dream-Threshing Tractor

Posted on August 27, 2014 by Jim Stewart

I am a hiccup in some quantum field where there may or may not be a dream-threshing tractor. Imagination can travel faster than the speed of light. When you outrun light it is very dark. These things are obvious. My … Continue reading →

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Nightmare in Denim

Posted on May 11, 2014 by Jim Stewart

(Note: this came from a nightmare I had when I was small, in Buffalo, NY. Why I still remember it as vividly as I do remains a mystery.–jrs) I cowered in my sleep unable to turn away, unable to awaken to … Continue reading →

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Ease Easy

Posted on April 22, 2014 by Jim Stewart

To find a place of ease is not easy. Step outside your comfort zone I’m told. Do those things few people are willing to do. Nurture your dream; do not relent. Have confidence in your humility. (umbrella from parkirsaha.blogspot.com; bench … Continue reading →

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Dream–Red Alpaca, Purple Topknot

Posted on March 14, 2014 by Jim Stewart

I’m lying abed, warm but worried over an undefined something. The phone rings: “Hello?” “I miss you. Do you miss me?” “Who is this?” Nothing. “Hello? Hello?” Nothing. I hang up. My wife rolls to her side and kisses my … Continue reading →

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