Mythos & Marginalia

life notes; flaws and all

j.g. lewis

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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 . . .

by any other name

More obvious than DNA, presence
or personality: identity. Individually,
names are given out by someone else,
by family or memory. Titles awarded
before character is developed,
without our knowledge.

A voice we live with. Should you
call out, what will you hear? A name:
in the end, all we are left with. Goodbye.
What you remember and often forget.
Introduction requires random thought
of specific examples.

Fingerprint fact and interpretation, a
name, birth date, statistics, history always
living proof of every step taken, up until
now. Evidence you are all you believe in,
selfish presentation of self-image, under
circumstances that change along with us.

Do you represent what others might think?
How well do they know you? Would you
be any different under any other name?
Will that person remain the same as you
if it were true? Hello. Ask yourself.
It is a hard title to live up to.

© 2021 j.g. lewis

friday

                 sunlight navigates its way

     between

               what was and what

            is still to come

     friday

           not just any day

               you find the freedom

       to notice

     transformation happening

     as it should

                       look up

           will you see what you should

       or observe

               all you have neglected

04/26/2024                                                                                   j.g.l.

Mondays are just young Fridays

Qualifying questions, remedial response.

Knowledge of situations often haunt.

What we know or have been told.

We tell ourselves we just don’t know.

Answers formed by thoughts untold.

Rumour and misinformation often sold.

Conspiracy theories tend to rule the day.

Bare truth and logic will get in the way.

04/22/2024                                                                                                            j.g.l.

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

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is a writer/photographer in Toronto.

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Mondays are just young Fridays

Posted on December 16, 2019 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment

Few of us now pay attention, or
acknowledge any documented
evidence of a mind struggling to
understand life, or love, or any
element thereof.
Not in the ways we once did, or
society did, at one time,
when we believed in
whatever the poets may say.
Another time, another way,
we go on living despite
what the poets say. Substance
and message today nothing more
than words on a page.
We will not heed the warnings,
simply trying to live, as poets
once did. Or as some now try.

My current read, Dear Evelyn, reminds me how good verse will stick with you in times of strife, in days of love, in spite of life, as it happens.
The book was the 2018 winner of the Rogers Writers Trust Fiction prize.
Author Kathy Page is a lover of literature; it shows in her style, obviously, but she has awarded the novel’s main characters a similar fascination and appreciation for the written word.
To call Dear Evelyn a wartime love story only hints of this book’s magnificence.

12/16/2019                                              j.g.l.

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