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 . . .

Mondays are just young Fridays

The clock and the calendar move
forward incrementally, naturally
(as it should be) from a darker
winter we can’t leave behind to
something resembling spring.
In-between our seasons we take
whatever we can, where we are.
We have little choice.
A less-than-enthusiastic forecast
glares at me from a mobile device,
with greater chance of soakers
more than once or twice in the
week ahead as atmospheric rivers
come down to earth (a convenient
excuse for all it’s worth).
April showers still to come, as it
happens, as it is always done, we
keep moving forward step-by-step
mainly in spite of the weather.

03/27/2023                                                                                                             j.g.l.

of interest

your knowledge is
your currency

save up for what
you need or desire

there is interest
in your wisdom

03/26/2023                                                                                        j.g.l.

all my flaws

Who can you blame?
Are the feelings unjust when a decision is a matter of knowing you must find fault or favour with the ill winds of change?
It is never enough to simply rearrange plans or predicaments. It is like making a prediction of all my flaws with my faith as fractured or fragile as it is, or has been.
Far easier to see what I haven’t been doing.

03/24/2023                                                                                                         j.g.l.

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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Mondays are just young Fridays

Posted on April 26, 2021 by j.g.lewis // 2 Comments

I can only know what has happened
after it has happened, and only with
my limited experience in the
aftermath. History.
It changes daily. I may simply
see the shadows.
Ever notice how facts are formed
over time, through the day, without
advance notice? What can we expect?
Some Mondays are only Mondays,
other days will have to wait, at least
until this day is done.
The sun has risen as it has, as it
does, though differently today.
Time, more or less, passes.
Daylight will lessen, softly,
later in the day. A little longer than
yesterday or Saturday, in fact.
Change is welcome. Usually.
Bring on the night. Then
another day. Tomorrow I will surely
see today differently, in hindsight;
facts and all.

04/26/2021                                    j.g.l.

 

April is Poetry Month
all poetry all the time
right here

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