A place where you can be human.
✨A Poem ✨
James Joyce haunts me
on the back porch.
I pinch myself.
He joins my dreams
and grasps my hand
letting me know
I’m not alone in this world I built
of words.
Could have been someone else,
any other writer,
any other professor of life,
and maybe it was,
but I saw Joyce.
Saschia 💫Jayne💫 Johnson
Saschia Jayne Johnson is the author of Writer’s Quest: A Triptych. On her free time, she likes to be with her family outdoors and traveling. New England is her home and place of birth. When asked what she wants to teach the world she replied, "Don't stop searching. Too many times, in my old life, I put my search aside for more 'important matters.' I didn't realize it was the search that held what was most important; curiosity." Saschia works daily on improving her craft and at times can get down on herself, but her favorite morning mantra is "It's a new day." and that's what she strives to start with. View more posts
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Jayne, what I enjoyed most here is the quiet acknowledgment that the specific name almost doesn’t matter. The poem begins with one literary companion, but gradually opens into something larger…the mysterious way writers, artists, and thinkers can reach across time and offer us company when we need it most. A beautiful and heartfelt write, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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Yes, I love connecting with other writers through their work. For some reason, I connect with Joyce’s work more than most. I feel like he gets me.
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That makes a lot of sense, Me too and, truly, that is why I connect with Poe, (Jim) Morrison, and Plath. They speak to me in so many ways.
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