Tag Archives: One Single Impression

The border

Posted on May 1, 2011 by James Steerforth

It’s going to be the end of something – leaving most everything behind – having had no time to pack much except for whatever little money I had, some clothes and my naked life – having been woken by the … Continue reading →

Posted in Creative writing, Enigma, Flash fiction, Life, Literature, Sweet dreams and nightmares, Writing | Tagged | 7 Comments

Cocoon, ca. 1975

Posted on August 7, 2010 by James Steerforth

… and then we’d fall asleep, face to face / and tightly embraced on my bed, / to the story of Suzanne … Continue reading →

Posted in Creative writing, Life, Literature, Love, Lyrics, Music, Poetry, Time, Writing | Tagged , | 1 Comment

Reign

Posted on May 13, 2010 by James Steerforth

I wait in the moonlight for your secret reign … Continue reading →

Posted in Creative writing, Enigma, Literature, Love, Nonsense, Poetry, Writing | Tagged | 2 Comments

Fugue in D minor

Posted on April 25, 2010 by James Steerforth

No surprise then that the dinner served by the rats was birdfeed. Continue reading →

Posted in Art, Bland observations, Creative writing, Enigma, Literature, Poetry, Surrealism, Sweet dreams and nightmares, Time, Writing | Tagged , | 4 Comments

Once upon a time, in a village deep in Kazakhstan

Posted on April 11, 2010 by James Steerforth

… all day long you saturate yourself with novels
while real life is playing. You ain’t no Anna
Karenina about be swept away by Vronsky. Continue reading →

Posted in Bland observations, Creative writing, Fun, Life, Love, Novel, Poetry, Writing | Tagged , , , | 11 Comments

Better late than never?

Posted on March 7, 2010 by James Steerforth

“Do not hesitate to call.”
She’d come across this note from a man she barely knew in the course of her recent apartment detrashing frenzy – one of the results of being deserted by Continue reading →

Posted in Flash fiction, Life, Literature, Love, Sweet dreams and nightmares, Writing | Tagged | 11 Comments

Running on empty

Posted on March 5, 2010 by James Steerforth

Running on, running on empty
Running on, running blind
Running on, running into the sun
But I’m running behind Continue reading →

Posted in Bland observations, Life, Lyrics, Music, Poetry | Tagged , | 2 Comments

Snow

Posted on February 16, 2010 by James Steerforth

Our caps yellow / Our grey Mongolian / Braids Continue reading →

Posted in Creative writing, Enigma, Life, Literature, Nature, Poetry, Serious poem, Sweet dreams and nightmares, Writing | Tagged , | 7 Comments

La pistola y el corazón

Posted on December 5, 2009 by James Steerforth

The moon tells me one thing, / the stars tell me another, / and the light of day sings me / this sad, sad song Continue reading →

Posted in Life, Literature, Lyrics, Music, Poetry, Translation, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , | 7 Comments

Island with Palms and Daffodils

Posted on August 3, 2009 by James Steerforth

Or we go to a hula dance but she keeps watching me through my black-rimmed glasses Continue reading →

Posted in Creative writing, Enigma, Flowers, Life, Literature, Love, Poetry, Stellar poetry, Writing | Tagged , , | 5 Comments

Too many years

Posted on July 5, 2009 by James Steerforth

It’s been too many years to watch our hearts die in this way Continue reading →

Posted in Bland observations, Life, Love, Lyrics, Music, Poetry, Writing | Tagged , , , | 9 Comments

Kashi

Posted on March 30, 2009 by James Steerforth

Upon flighty arrival in Kashi I felt myself sequestered in a clay pot … Continue reading →

Posted in Creative writing, Enigma, India, Literature, Poetry, Sweet dreams and nightmares, Writing | Tagged , , , | 5 Comments

Holly Brown’s Lonely Life

Posted on January 2, 2009 by James Steerforth

or: Memories of Stardust Memories “Why am I so alone?” “Loneliness kills in the long run.” Where are the parties of the fifties, which I attended with pointed breast armor, standing in a corner, besieged by five Charlton Hestons and … Continue reading →

Posted in Bland observations, Cinema, Creative writing, Film, Flash fiction, Life, Literature, Movies, Writing | Tagged , | 4 Comments

Fleeting memory

Posted on September 29, 2008 by James Steerforth

A sleeting splash grazing the side window – a blur of car rushing by – James Steerforth ( © 2008 ) For One Single Impression’s Fleeting. Also a free contribution to Totally Optional Prompts.

Posted in Bland observations, Creative writing, Life, Literature, Poetry, Writing | Tagged , , , | 13 Comments

Wavering curtains of the mind

Posted on July 11, 2008 by James Steerforth

I saw a minnow through a window – it turned into a widow and left as a shadow – James Steerforth An enigmatic window for One Single Impression.

Posted in Creative writing, Enigma, Literature, Poetry, Writing | Tagged , | 4 Comments

Young …

Posted on June 10, 2008 by James Steerforth

… and a bit intimidated by the world. In the meantime he’s discovered the joys of meaningful thumping, chewing on cables and pulling down toilet paper from the roll. My daughter’s one and only bunny boy. Posted for ‘Pets’ at … Continue reading →

Posted in Bland observations, Fun, Life | Tagged , , | 5 Comments

Freedom

Posted on June 7, 2008 by James Steerforth

Freedom – what a mighty word. I usually feel overwhelmed when contemplating to write about such complex things. But then again, something new, meaningful and not merely personal can be said about them – or sung – with a surprisingly … Continue reading →

Posted in Life, Love, Lyrics, Music, Poetry, Stellar poetry | Tagged , , , | 7 Comments

It’s all right, ma

Posted on May 19, 2008 by James Steerforth

That’s me out here in the darkness by the rusty ex-Texaco station That’s me, ma, your son Frank, who’s only bleeding Frankie got on the wrong track, ma, and Frankie got himself shot And that’s why your son Frankie is … Continue reading →

Posted in Bob Dylan, Creative writing, Life, Literature, Music, Poetry, Writing | Tagged , , , , | 10 Comments

Donovan delivers colors in black & white

Posted on April 21, 2008 by James Steerforth

One Single Impression‘s color theme immediately reminded me “Colours”, an early song by Donovan from 1965. The colors he sings about are yellow, green, blue, mellow and freedom. What color do you associate with mellow? Which one with freedom? Luckily, … Continue reading →

Posted in Lyrics, Music, Poetry, Stellar poetry | Tagged , , , | 7 Comments

Ending 23 – from a Russian novel published in 1938

Posted on March 30, 2008 by James Steerforth

The novel ending this time is not to be guessed at. It is a giveaway for the reason that the word at One Single Impression this week is ‘laughter’ – which made me think of light laughter (the kind everyone … Continue reading →

Posted in Literature, Novel, Novel endings, Novelists, Writing | Tagged , , | 5 Comments