Three weeks at Vermont Studio Center. I have loved being here. I have written. I have spent many hours in my studio staring at the river outside my window. I have hiked a bit. I have not slept enough.
I have dreamed.
Why do I keep writing about my dreams? My dreams are of use to nobody else.
Why do poets keep writing about their dreams? Their dreams are of use to nobody else.
Why do singers keep singing about their dreams? Their dreams are of use to nobody else.
Why do painters keep painting their dreams? Their dreams are of use to nobody else.
Freud said the universe of people possessed by one set of illusions or fantasies will be different than the universe of those possessed by another. He also said that every dream is either a wish or a counterwish.
Exactly.
It helps me sleep to know that other people dream. That their dreams are as strange, as grotesque, as burlesque, as mine.
It’s the same reason we can’t stop looking in each other's windows.
Denise Levertov in Blue Jeans
1 year ago
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