
There in the distance
we take our seats in this dream
table set for two
— Jeffrey Yamaguchi
Dream dreamers newsletter: The Falling Dream.
There in the distance
we take our seats in this dream
table set for two
— Jeffrey Yamaguchi
Dream dreamers newsletter: The Falling Dream.
Read the new installment now, and wander awake through a dream.
About the newsletter: The Falling Dream features the key ingredients for dreams: a striking poem, a flowing image, an artistic/cultural reference, and a fragment of a story-in-progress — all dream inspired. The goal is to explore the literal, literary, artistic, and figurative aspects of the ever-elusive dream — to get you thinking about the dreams you have, having more dreams, and the many ways in which dreams inspire us and flow through our lives, even if we don’t always remember them. Subscribe here.
Over wet sand
I trudge through
remnants of a sideways figure 8
The sloped curves
defy time
for the briefest of moments
then weave themselves
into the constancy of
crashing
Reaching for the end
with a most delicate touch
before returning to the sea
Dream dreamers newsletter — The Falling Dream.
Only in the fall
when the glint of gold
equals the sun’s radiance
will you find this door
and make your entrance
Dream dreamers newsletter: The Falling Dream.
Settling into the slipstream of nowhere
on the run from workaday existent
we drift into the cruising blue of dreams
guided by the breathing light of the full moon
Dream dreamers newsletter: The Falling Dream.
Thrilled to be featured on Eat the Storms, a fantastic poetry podcast hosted and produced by poet Damien Donnelly. I read an interconnected poem that begins with finding and then walking through a secret door in New York City, which is a piece of a larger project (The Falling Dream). The other poets on the podcast are stellar, and this poetry podcast show overall provides a much-needed reprieve from the stress and news of the day. Poetry helps soothe, but it also helps us process — in a very unique and creative way — the urgencies of our times. Big thanks to Damien — a true force of poetry. Learn more and listen here.
This poem is part of my reading in Damien Donnelly’s excellent Eat the Storms podcast (so many episodes, so many amazing poets reading their wonderful poems), and a guidepost for a larger project about falling dreams.
High above the city streets
shadows bend to spells
on darkened windows
a pair of tired eyes sparkle
one brown, the other lighter brown
blinking to remember
this dance of sleepless dreams
Dream dreamers newsletter: The Falling Dream.
The morning frost persists
on this wrecking ball
of nerves and never ends
so after not deciding
but finding myself
on the ground
I just decide to go
to the middle of a calm ocean
drenched in blue and sun
I grow a tree
and place a chaise lounge in its shade
where I plan to lie down
and meet this dream
Dream dreamers newsletter: The Falling Dream
A forgotten moment
of a single flower
thrown from the bridge
blossoms once more
in the gentle weave
of the calm dark waters
where its glistening petals
dream the same dream
of lighting the night sky
as the rarest of moons
Dream dreamers newsletter: The Falling Dream