I dreamed the familiar dream of a strange house
I can not place; vast windows and redwood
framed by gray trees bending in lazy moonlight.

The house commands the tides from its cliff throne
and so did you; when you crashed the car and
crashed your fist through the sliding glass door,
leaving drops of blood sparkling with glass
on the dream house floor.

Last night I dreamed you crashed into my soul
and my heart rolled from the rocky throne,
floating on quicksilver waves before sinking
into the sanctuary of the sea.

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Author's note:

In my late twenties I had a recurring dream of a magnificent, redwood house perched on a cliff overlooking the Pacific Ocean. The house was surrounded by a grove of pine trees. My view of the house was always from the outside; standing in the pines or in front of a wall of windows facing the sea. I thought about what might have happened inside the dream house.

Publish Dates

4-1-2011
May 2013


Jules Jacob

julie ginkgoJulie "Jules" Jacob is a contemporary poet who often writes about dichotomous conditions and relationships among humans and the natural world. Her poems are recently featured or forthcoming in Plume Poetry, The Tishman Review, Glass: A Journal of Poetry, Rust + Moth, Yes Poetry and elsewhere. She is the author of The Glass Sponge chapbook with select poems featured at the Colorado Gallery of the Arts and Le Moulin à Nef where she was a resident of the Virginia Center for the Creative Arts Poetry Workshop.

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