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Gone to Starlight
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She is gone from us now, another great woman. We loved her, as one loves a whirlwind. Lifted now into the sky realms, her path remains in our hearts, leads on into wilderness. There is so much more to say, but for now, a tribute from David Climenhaga, sure to be followed by others in... Read More
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On Skijump Apparel Design
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the wind is against them beside them, or sulking and the technical crew move peg by peg, the gates to compensate, while they wait, in their neoprene squirrel suits, modeled on aerodynamics in skin in born; i watch in wonder wondering do they study strategy of sugar gliders, flying foxes or lemur ...
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Edge
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https://olympics.cbc.ca/video/todays-events/luge-feb-women-luge-1st-2nd-heat/ breech position, spiked fingers strike ice, toes point leg and shoulder pull thru curve women on blades, cutting to ribbons old narratives of princess and maid these are rocketeers, pledged to the swiftest line down twi...
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Without
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i am watching figure skating without commentary how am i to know what to think? how am i to know what i see? i was not prepared for this, no voiceover to tell me the names, chain together leap and spin with tales of how this person chose this music, this program, this choreography my... Read More
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Names Like Prayers
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What do you need to believe? Shiva Keshavan wears names like prayers wrapped around him, as he flies down highways of ice, chasing glory. He is carrying dreams and pledges that hold him, like the many armed deity steady on the road, arrow swift unflinching, and joyous in his might. How do we wrap...
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Flame-bearing
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Kim Yuna glides high above the gathered throngs waiting, her thoughts her own carving sprays of ice, in arcs that fall and glimmer, like a thousand prayers from mouth to sky, can you hear me? families divided by a line between world powers, carved across their homeland’s face might read any...
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Keep on Dancing
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Today, I’m watching this film: Dancing Around the Table My aim was just to show my kid her grandpa, there among the indigenous delegations; but of course, start watching, and it is remarkably clear that, despite what the champions of derivative, tragedy porn works like ‘Secret Path...
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Peering Out for Shadows
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The 2018 Winter Olympics are a week from opening Pyeongchang, South Korea. In North America, it’s Groundhog Day.  Here, we laugh at silly ritual by which we say, a rodent tells the weather ahead, either long weeks more of snow, cold, dark, or softly spring come early, budding.   Meanwh...
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O Canada: Our Home, and Native Land
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Not that we haven't got Indigenous language versions, made by Indigenous language speakers. That's remarkable, really, considering how the government made it policy to try to exterminate our languages. My Ojibwe tongue was severed in my father's generation. That those who have kept our languages ...
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Beginning and Beginning and Beginning
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  Today, they took the statue down in Kjipuktuk, or Halifax town in Mi’kmaki, mapped as Nova Scotia along the stormy Atlantic Ocean   Where did it begin? This need to raise up monuments to men who call for deaths of other men and women and children and ways and lay a bounty on our...
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