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Guest in My Swamp

Posted on July 18, 2021 by Jim Stewart

Reading Brian Doyle and it’s likeHe took a vacation in my head, with a canoe orKayak, paddling around the marsh collecting lilyPads and skunk cabbages, so prevalent in the dark spots,And weaving them into a poem that speaksExactly to me … Continue reading →

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Haiku: Wind Aria

Posted on February 6, 2021 by Jim Stewart

The sea paints the shoreas the rain lashes my face;the wind sings a hymn. (waves: Jim Stewart)

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Haiku: Perspective

Posted on November 14, 2016 by Jim Stewart

A tree in my yard, upheaval in my country. The tree stays the same.

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The Lift

Posted on September 24, 2016 by Jim Stewart

Birds, pilots, sailors… all look for lift Artists do too It is the physics of magic (guitar: getold.com; hawk: geol.umd.edu)   Inspired by: T Bone Burnett’s AmericanaFest Keynote Address

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Mister Sniffy

Posted on September 20, 2016 by Jim Stewart

In the grey light before sunrise you examine the yard and driveway: sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff Snort! sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff Snort! The new light catches the focus in your eyes, much as it might catch the focus … Continue reading →

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Strawberry or Honey?

Posted on June 28, 2016 by Jim Stewart

Strawberry moon looked more like honey, so I’ll go with that today. (top: al.com; bottom: wsj.com)

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Haiku–Ping Pong

Posted on June 8, 2016 by Jim Stewart

Left right left right left my brain trading back and forth quick entertainment (top: adsoftheworld.com; bottom: preptalk.hermits.com)

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May December Be

Posted on April 27, 2016 by Jim Stewart

You are younger than my daughter, but you are not my daughter. The rich human history of young women and old men is a cross-grain of joyful noise and heartache. Wisdom is the most valuable attribute in both directions, a … Continue reading →

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Haiku–Bright Slippers

Posted on March 1, 2016 by Jim Stewart

Sunlight finds my feet, warming better than slippers; Drowsiness follows.

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When We Are Gone

Posted on January 26, 2016 by Jim Stewart

We live our lives here where the greatest human accomplishment is Art. When we are gone the wolves and butterflies won’t miss it. (photo credits in a previous blog)

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