Mythos & Marginalia

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j.g. lewis

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In Canada: in Montreal;
thirty-three years ago today,
14 women were killed
because they were women.
December 6, 1989
École Polytechnique
The Montreal Massacre

12/06/2022

Mondays are just young Fridays

Gentle thoughts, harshly
written on whatever
scrap of paper available.
This is your life.
This is an attempt to
make sense or make do
with the scattered bits of
information that float
to the surface of a
muddled mind.
What is of one’s concern
need not translate into a
narrative easily understood
by others. You may not
fully comprehend its true
meaning yourself, at least
not in one sitting.
Give yourself the time.
You need to find the clarity
you need. A daunting task…
you need not ask for any
opinions from others, Each
of us sees things differently.

12/05/2022                                                                                  j.g.l.

beyond words

Today I sit with a stack of blank holiday cards in front of me, and a dog-eared address book full of names, phone numbers and/or addresses from across the globe.
   The names are familiar, and the extent to which I know each person varies in time and in depth. Yet, with each name, there is a friendship shared but not acknowledged as often as it should be.
   A Christmas card allows me an opportunity. I will write messages of varying length to the people on my list to acknowledge the season as well as the person.
   The true meaning of friendship goes beyond words.

12/04/2022                                                                                                               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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Mondays are just young Fridays

Posted on September 7, 2020 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment

I ended up in a used bookstore on Saturday, as much by chance as on purpose.
   I don’t need any books right now (not really); I’ve got a few too many on the go and a stack waiting patiently on the night table. That, of course, doesn’t mean that I’m not open to a new read; like if a friend’s suggestion captures my gaze, or if a classic that needs another look just happens to be sitting there and calling out to me.
   Lately, I haven’t been reading as much as I should (or as much as I’d like), but I received a letter on Friday from a faraway friend who tells me he is reading more than he may ever have.
   He’s been feeling poorly over the past while (I’ve noticed this from previous letters), and coupled with his isolation during this whole pandemic lockdown, and disruptive sleep patterns, he has more time on his hands than ever.
   So he has been reading, and reading a lot.
   In his letter, which I intend on replying to today, he mentioned rereading books by his favourite author and I could not help but think of one of mine.
   I also thought how he might enjoy a certain book that is totally Canadian, and was one of the books that got me reading voraciously back in junior high school.  I’ve actually reread this particular book a couple of times and decided I would set out to find it on Saturday.
   And I did (along with a few others I couldn’t live without).
   Now, it’s a rather old paperback, but is the perfect size for mailing overseas (which I intend to do today). I hope, or I’m pretty sure, my friend he will enjoy it as much as I have.
   I’m hoping the novel will lift his spirits. Books, like friendship, can do that.

09/07/2020                                                       j.g.l.

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