Mythos & Marginalia

life notes; flaws and all

j.g. lewis

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a daily breath...

A thought du jour, my daily breath includes collected and conceived observations, questions of life, fortune cookie philosophies, reminders, messages of peace and simplicity, unsolicited advice, inspirations, quotes and words that got me thinking. They may get you thinking too . . .

I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.

j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.

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Kind of Blue
Posted on June 19, 2018 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment

Each note a Hippocratic oath
to a hypothetical melody

alive

medicine to heal

time signatures capture
every precious phrase
the right
and

the rapture

music
as it was intended
rhythm full of response
cradle to grave

nothing like ever before

forged with honesty
sealed with faith
ever more

rise to the surface
inspired
exact
forgiving as required

jazz

Kind of Blue
resonates
sixty years
give or take

Miles

bending air
breathing life

little more needs to be said
but it must

the times we live
the love we make
what matters most

half notes full of soul
simply

complicated

pure expression

passion greater than romance
more finite than death

1959

before this
cool was only a temperature

© 2018 j.g. lewis

2:27
Posted on June 19, 2018 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment

Dreams, lovers,
possessions:
they don’t just disappear.
You let them go, or were
responsible, in some way
for the loss.
Maybe its better, or maybe
it’s not entirely your fault,
but the sooner you allow
yourself room to
accept the reality,
you will spend less time
staring at the ceiling
at 2:27. . .

06/19/2018                                j.g.l.

Mondays are just young Fridays
Posted on June 18, 2018 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment

We use the word community, often these days, to describe what group, clique, club or tribe we are associated with. We commonly use the word to describe commonalities.
  We do not use the term neighbour, now, as much as we used to.
  We do not live in neighbourhoods now; not like we used to.
  Perhaps we do not know our neighbours?
  Maybe we have lost our sense of what a neighbourhood is?
  A neighbour does not have to be a person who resides next door, or on the same street.
  One of the greatest definitions of a neighbour is a person who shows kindness or helpfulness to a fellow human being.
  Are you a good neighbour?
  Isn’t this a time when we could use a few more good neighbours?

Last week, in a downtown Toronto theatre, I watched the movie Won’t You Be My Neighbor?
The documentary was about the life, and kindness, of television personality Fred Rogers. Rogers spoke directly to his audience, both the children and the adults.
The fact the theatre was nearly full was testament to his popularity.
It was the first time in a long time, that I can remember, people actually clapped at the end of the movie.
It was that kind of a movie.

06/18/2018                                       j.g.l.