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Beyond the Foodcourt
Come October, Alberta Litfest will host the launch of Beyond the Foodcourt, a wonderful new anthology from Laberinto Press, a bold new venture dedicated to publishing work that features writers from what are often considered ‘minority language’ backgrounds – that is to say, repr...
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Come October, Alberta Litfest will host the launch of Beyond the Foodcourt, a wonderful new anthology from Laberinto Press, a bold new venture dedicated to publishing work that features writers from what are often considered ‘minority language’ backgrounds – that is to say, repr...
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Beginning and Beginning and Beginning
Originally posted on Prairiepomes: ? 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 way...
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Originally posted on Prairiepomes: ? 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 way...
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Legend…
Every town has its legends. Back in 2017, The Yards published a little article I wrote about one. Image by Janka00Simka0 on the legendary pixabay.com
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Every town has its legends. Back in 2017, The Yards published a little article I wrote about one. Image by Janka00Simka0 on the legendary pixabay.com
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ARC!
What a thrill to hold an Advance Reading Copy of my first novel. What a thrill as well, to have such great advance feedback from amazing writers: A riotous mystery set in a mystical city, Humane takes us on a mind-bending journey through Indigenous culture to find love and justice in places we ne...
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What a thrill to hold an Advance Reading Copy of my first novel. What a thrill as well, to have such great advance feedback from amazing writers: A riotous mystery set in a mystical city, Humane takes us on a mind-bending journey through Indigenous culture to find love and justice in places we ne...
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My Mother’s Ghost Knits a Scarf of Chain
Originally posted on O at the Edges: ? My Mother’s Ghost Knits a Scarf of Chain When I look up rust scabs flutter from your clicking needles, subsuming even the brightest link in this moon-drenched room. Communion’s possibility perished in that wicker basket, and we hold close our secrets, ...
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Originally posted on O at the Edges: ? My Mother’s Ghost Knits a Scarf of Chain When I look up rust scabs flutter from your clicking needles, subsuming even the brightest link in this moon-drenched room. Communion’s possibility perished in that wicker basket, and we hold close our secrets, ...
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The Grove in the Night
It was night in Kyoto. In a grove on a mountain, in July 1995, as I was preparing to leave Japan, I received one of the great gifts of my life. It began with the Kyoto Connection, a monthly open stage coffeehouse I found advertised in Kansai Time Out, the go-to cultural paper for expats... Read More
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It was night in Kyoto. In a grove on a mountain, in July 1995, as I was preparing to leave Japan, I received one of the great gifts of my life. It began with the Kyoto Connection, a monthly open stage coffeehouse I found advertised in Kansai Time Out, the go-to cultural paper for expats... Read More
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Late June Garden
Gratitude for the lilac white petunias tiny papyrus the boxes of garden, off-square the potato bathtub these hillbilly choices, my higgledy carpentry and green life that says yes nonetheless gratitude for the patio this ache in my back from the building of it that pile of bricks for the path yet ...
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Gratitude for the lilac white petunias tiny papyrus the boxes of garden, off-square the potato bathtub these hillbilly choices, my higgledy carpentry and green life that says yes nonetheless gratitude for the patio this ache in my back from the building of it that pile of bricks for the path yet ...
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Camino Edmonton Day 5:Implicated
It is not complicated: one foot and then another, swing along find your pace, and good companions under bright sun, the stories unravel each turn in the path reminding one then another of us of some song some place, and the way the world lies river, cradled ever more gently sweeps toward her name...
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It is not complicated: one foot and then another, swing along find your pace, and good companions under bright sun, the stories unravel each turn in the path reminding one then another of us of some song some place, and the way the world lies river, cradled ever more gently sweeps toward her name...
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Day 4: depths
In their black in dark hours, grandmothers crawl up the Way of the Cross, proclaiming by this deed, the immutable glory to come above Ajijic, knees raw, backs craggy, grandmothers and mountains bathe in Easter sunrise. Where the body shivers and aches, the spirit must step in. Where language and ...
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In their black in dark hours, grandmothers crawl up the Way of the Cross, proclaiming by this deed, the immutable glory to come above Ajijic, knees raw, backs craggy, grandmothers and mountains bathe in Easter sunrise. Where the body shivers and aches, the spirit must step in. Where language and ...
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Day 3: the long curve (Solstice)
we trace the long curve rise and fall, shuffle uphill praising kinesiology painkillers, gumption who owns these ways? those teenage magpies underwear unpreened who try out strut and the sharpening of beaks perhaps broad poplars blanketing june in white cotton of tomorrow’s promise or the new come...
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we trace the long curve rise and fall, shuffle uphill praising kinesiology painkillers, gumption who owns these ways? those teenage magpies underwear unpreened who try out strut and the sharpening of beaks perhaps broad poplars blanketing june in white cotton of tomorrow’s promise or the new come...
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Day 2: Crossing
whitemud winds down brown and peaty, and on the boardwalk through willow breaks squirrel on a handrail, happy to eat offerings but quick to leap away – there is a line. below fort edmonton, in the forest, we discuss old names, dark histories how to teach and learn past potholes slippery wit...
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whitemud winds down brown and peaty, and on the boardwalk through willow breaks squirrel on a handrail, happy to eat offerings but quick to leap away – there is a line. below fort edmonton, in the forest, we discuss old names, dark histories how to teach and learn past potholes slippery wit...
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June 19, Day 1: Soft
Today was the first day of the Camino Edmonton, a light-hearted 5-day walk through our river valley via the network of pedestrian and multi-use trails available. I’m writing more indepth about it for a forthcoming magazine article, but thought I’d endeavour to capture each day in a po...
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Today was the first day of the Camino Edmonton, a light-hearted 5-day walk through our river valley via the network of pedestrian and multi-use trails available. I’m writing more indepth about it for a forthcoming magazine article, but thought I’d endeavour to capture each day in a po...
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June 17: Mazurka
We are like storks in Mazury every year, returning our gaze to the heights allotted us; we are like mermaids and the Holy Mother watching over our own heart; we are broad and dark bold despite uncertainty like glacial lakes; and in us, let it be said that, epochally ancient light still dances. Th...
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We are like storks in Mazury every year, returning our gaze to the heights allotted us; we are like mermaids and the Holy Mother watching over our own heart; we are broad and dark bold despite uncertainty like glacial lakes; and in us, let it be said that, epochally ancient light still dances. Th...
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June 15: step
time goes anyway, whether you pursue your heart’s desire, or cram distraction down your throat this gift of a body, built to hold music, will resonate to all and any sound, so you have a choice step into the great song.
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time goes anyway, whether you pursue your heart’s desire, or cram distraction down your throat this gift of a body, built to hold music, will resonate to all and any sound, so you have a choice step into the great song.
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Humane: Announcement and Trailer
This is it! I could not be more excited! Feature image by pexels on pixabay.com, with gratitude to our relatives who let us capture their images in so many ways….
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This is it! I could not be more excited! Feature image by pexels on pixabay.com, with gratitude to our relatives who let us capture their images in so many ways….
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