Tag Archives: dreams

Round and Round

Send out invitations to people you know, informing them you have rented out a yellow school bus for the purposes of taking a trip. The admission for the trip is, as follows: Before boarding the bus, each person is to … Continue reading

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Sleep Study

Sleep. For days and nights sleep, days and weeks, sleep. Forget your children. Forget your husband. Forget your pets. Forget the state of your furniture. Forget the state you’re living in. Forget the bills that have to be paid. Forget … Continue reading

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Jar

Scream. Scream while dreaming of screaming. Scream inside a dream in which you find yourself screamless, the force of scream living without sound. Scream into a glass jar. Scream many screams into a glass jar. Label the jar Screams and … Continue reading

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Tuning

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Nocturne Remixed

Completed film script adaptation of my novel, Nocturne Variations. One of my ongoing projects has been adapting my novels and plays into feature-length film scripts, and it has been a great joy and challenge and learning experience, remixing and re-visioning … Continue reading

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Stairway

From the series, Japan Poems. It is true, you know– I fall in love too easily with the grayday jazz of blue rustscabbed stairways entreating vision and lore to initiate a dream sequence worthy of ghostly passage without tracks or … Continue reading

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Ferry

From the series, Japan Poems. Aboard the ferry, man dreams he is a sea gull– Above, clouds wonder.

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Innocent When We Dream

From the series, Japan Poems The longing for peace in loving sync with repose– The softest route home.

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Wavelength

Within the dark cradling weave of silence softly she tenders the stuff of dreams upon which my starry vigils are gently rounded.

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Springing Forth

As I sit here at my retreat enclave, feeling gratefully reflective and enjoying buttery afterglow effects, today in looking back through my records I realized: the three novels I have completed over the past three years–The Last Furies, No One … Continue reading

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