Vincent Van Gogh. Field with Flowers near Arles, 1888. |
I was reading the dictionary. I thought it was a poem about everything.
-Steven Wright
In the dream the late actor Martin Landau wants me to fix a car
And give a poetry reading to Heather Hutcheson’s class.
What I want to do is take my clothes off and write a poem.
I keep picturing the poem in my mind, all written,
And then I forget it again because of Martin’s interruptions.
I am getting angry. I am young in this dream
And it comes to me that Heather must be a small child,
Such is the difference in our ages. Martin is now someone else
And I know that I am dreaming. I should wake up
And make a list of things to do today. It is 4 AM.
Making the list, I see that Dream Jobe was correct;
The list is long, I would never have remembered it all.
Subconscious and consciousness have melded perfectly
Just as darkness and light meld to make a day,
To make a life. My youth and my old age come together
In a balance, my darkness and my light in a balance,
And all is well, except there is no poetry reading
Going to happen for Heather Hutcheson’s class,
And the dream car remains quite broken.
-James Lee Jobe
Artist Claude Monet having a cigarette. |
Enter each day with the expectation that the happenings of the day may contain a clandestine message addressed to you personally. Expect omens, epiphanies, casual blessings, and teachers who unknowingly speak to your condition.
-Sam Keen
Slide Hill Park, standing under the tall pines
And looking up at the Waning Gibbous moon
Ssh
The whole city is sleeping
The soft light filters down through the trees
To the bed of pine needles
Below my feet
-James Lee Jobe
Jobe kinfolk meditation room. |
Once the seed of faith takes root, it cannot be blown away, even by the strongest wind Now thats a blessing.
-Rumi
A cold wet winter
Hot water in a tub never felt better
Light the candles and join me dear
Let that old wind howl
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