Poetry

The Smell of Tweed and Tobacco

These poems explore connection to lovers, friends and family or glance into the lives of complete strangers. Jim Freeman is not the kind of guy you’d expect to write poetry and his narrative poems are straightforward, with nothing to decipher and wonder what he meant. Yet he lets you read between the lines and fill in your own imagery.

This volume is dedicated to his father. Its title poem The Smell of Tweed and Tobacco reaches into the mystery of a father-son relationship, exposing conflict, tenderness and the binds of mutual love. We don’t know enough about our parents and fathers especially are reluctant to tell us the real story or expose their weaknesses. It’s an intimate man’s read and if it sparks conversations or helps bridge gaps, even better.
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Corner of My Mind

There’s a corner of my mind you own,” the opening line of the title poem suggests an invitation to a shared journey. Corner of My Mind is perhaps the most personal of Jim Freeman’s collections. They perfectly reflect an exploration of the writer’s mind, perfectly revealing what lies behind words.

Freeman’s love poetry is lyrical without sugar coating, an honest look at love as the force informing relationships with women, friends and his favorite city. Prague is more than backdrop to his writing, the cobblestone streets of this ancient city physically probe the quiet and secret corners of thought. Corner of My Mind intimately explores the motivations and habits of a writer, his friendships, past loves and life in another country.

 
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Broken Pieces

If poetry carries us through the difficult storms of emotion, then this collection is your foul-weather friend. “I did lots of things last night my body wasn’t happy with” - haven’t we all been there? Or the opening lines of the title poem, “Sleeping in broken pieces, the rusted wreckage of an unmade night” – sound familiar?
We’re not alone with these feelings, not the only ones with sleepless nights.
We see ourselves and our lives in occasionally clear but mostly confused prose. But we dream in poetry. The themes span from sailing, duck and elk hunting trips, to traveling Europe, exploring different cultures and perhaps even shedding light on social or political issues.

Men understand Broken Pieces and women can gain a quick insight into how guys think and what they dream of.
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