In This Dream
This day could have been a dream: I walked through the stone gates of an ancient-looking outdoor theater and crossed an emerald-green lawn to find a gathering of poets under a stand of pine. Sun …
The Red Book
Jung’s Red Book, on sale at last! I search for the copy I will purchase; Reject one whose pages fold up at the corners, And another on whose pages the ink became tired and slept, …
Another’s Dream Answers
What, I ask Her dream, Is the Meaning of My life? Her dream responds: You are being chased down a staircase. You build speed, jumping two stairs at a time, then three, then four. You …
Night Flight: 3 Dreams Till Take Off
1. The first night: I have prepared carefully for a long trip, thought it all through, down to the roots of my unwashed hair, which I figure I’ll take care of with no-rinse shampoo I’ll …
Brushing My Hair
What if hair represents luxury And the brush stands for pleasure And the scissors are the reaper Or maybe the hair represents beauty And the brush is for smoothing problems over And the blades of …
You Know You’re Dreaming When …
A man in a white unitard leaps into the air turns upside down, dangles there, no net no wires, just him, upside down in mid-air … … and no one snaps a picture
The Place of the Poet
I try to notice Everything about this room: The windows, long, low and stretching to the floor, The blankets woven with The sure weight of comfort, The yellows of late afternoon When rain is done, …