Glenn Kubish

My blog comes from where I've spent some time: Athens, Jerusalem, north end Edmonton.

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Three Things from Edmonton: crossing paths, watching butterflies, going to live music
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Three Things from Edmonton: crossing paths, watching butterflies, going to live music
 Each week, from the little things that happen in my life, and the smaller set of those things I notice, I try to find three things that made me happy or grateful. And then say those things out loud in a podcast. Here's this week's list. 1. Crossing paths 🧬The little boy was on a little bik...
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Three Things from Edmonton: recommended reading, Tonka toys, a cup of copy
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Happy end of the week. It's been a tough week. I try to keep my heart open to little things that make mehappy or grateful while that same heart is under cardiovascular bombardment from the outrageous thingsabove. And then say the little things out loud. Here's this week's Three Things podcast. Pe...
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Three Things from Edmonton: spuds, squirrels, steel
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Three Things from Edmonton: spuds, squirrels, steel
Each week, I try to stop and notice three things that I noticed that made me happy or grateful. There are two parts of that effort—the noticing and the thanksgiving. The conscious noticing stems from the hunch that too much of what I notice is what others want me to notice, and that it is th...
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Reading Poe in the pandemic
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Reading Poe in the pandemic
To the list of cliched consolations built according to a similar sentence pattern—the one good thing about the pandemic is...the only silver lining in the pandemic is...if we've learned one thing from the pandemic, it's that...—I will add mine: the only true comfort in the pandemic has been Edgar...
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In praise of strangers in a pandemic 🎭
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In praise of strangers in a pandemic 🎭
I can't shake the feeling that whatever play we thought we were in before isn't the play we're in now. The old set has been blown away...we have different lines...about obligation to each other. We're not so familiar with that script. There's no shortage of lines. There are the basic message...
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Reading Lucretius in Edmonton in winter
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Reading Lucretius in Edmonton in winter
Almost 2,100 years ago, the Lucretius wrote a book called On the Nature of Things. The scientist-poet muses on the soul, matter, physics, history, happiness, sailing, corn, existential dread, wine, the weather, the theatre, mud, the allure of tyrants in times of ordeal, love, the senses, death, c...
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Winter photosynthesis
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Winter photosynthesis
The pieces have been swirling around.On Facebook, my friend Steve had posted a winter-arrives-in-Edmonton pic with the advice to embrace the elements. For the first time, I heard elements.On Twitter. my friend Brett had retweeted the East Village news that Calgary's 9th Avenue cycle track between...
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Poe's closing argument
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 Since the current U.S. president called his city a rodent infested mess where human beings wouldn't want to live, Edgar Allan Poe has been having a bit of a moment. In a song on his latest album, Bob Dylan confesses to having a "tell-tale heart like Mr. Poe and skeletons in the walls o...
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Here's something new. A thank you 🗞️
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A couple of Toronto Star reporters are doing something cool online. Maybe they've been doing it for awhile. Maybe it's more than just the two of them doing it. Thank you. That's what they're doing. Saying thank you. A couple of days ago I was following a thread from Brian Bradley that outlin...
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A pic from the past
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This photo arrived from the void the other day. Shelagh's friends Wendy and John have been going through pics and reclaimed this one from oblivion for us. It shows their two boys and our two boys at the piano. Or, at least, their two boys (who both grew up to be musicians) and one of our two...
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