A Table, A Room, A Coffee, A Cat: How the Writing Half Lives

We all know the two stereotypes of how writers live: starving in a Dickensian garret, or swanning about in a mansion, courted by the power elites. However, in Canada, in 2018, how do real writers really live? What’s ‘home’ for us? What follows is an extremely non-exhaustive exploration: I asked some working writers. Their answers…

Washing the World, at the Poetry Foundation!

The Poetry Foundation, in Chicago, Illinois, has published a poem of mine,  Washing the World  –  first seen here back in 2013/14. Check out their site, there are a lot of amazing writers there. I’m thrilled to be among them now. Fabulous image of the Northern Lights is from user Hans, at pixabay.com

Peach Blossom (after Li Po)

Originally posted on O at the Edges:
Peach Blossom (after Li Po) Ask why I stay on the green mountain and I smile but do not answer; my heart rests. A peach blossom floats downstream – Heaven and earth, apart from this world. ? The transliteration on Chinese-poems.com is as follows: ? Ask me what…

Ode to Allan R

Another perfect day. A great day for madcap rehearsals for the massive community theatre show. But was it the power or the water utility responsible? I don’t remember, and the people i’d ask are either dead or otherwise out of touch. Anyway, the town had no water. No water is no big deal as far…

Feeling Squeezed at the Grocery Store I Conclude that the Propensity to Ignore Pain is Not Necessarily Virtuous, but Continue Shopping and Gather the Ingredients for Ham Fried Rice because That’s What I Cook When My Wife is Out-of-Town and I’m Not in the Mood for Italian, and Dammit I’m Not Ill, Merely a Little Inconvenienced, and Hey, in the 70’s I Played Football in Texas and When the Going Gets Tough…

Originally posted on O at the Edges:
Feeling Squeezed at the Grocery Store I Conclude that the Propensity to Ignore Pain is Not Necessarily Virtuous, but Continue Shopping and Gather the Ingredients for Ham Fried Rice because That’s What I Cook When My Wife is Out-of-Town and I’m Not in the Mood for Italian, and…

Night Journey (after Tu Fu)

Originally posted on O at the Edges:
Night Journey (after Tu Fu) Wind bends the grass along the road. A lonely truck passes by. Stars reach down to touch these hills and the moon drifts behind. No one will ever know my poems. I am too old and ill to work. Circling, floating, who am…

Roast Chicken (recording)

Originally posted on O at the Edges:
? “Roast Chicken” was first published in Kindle Magazine in December 2015, and also appeared in Gossamer: An Anthology of Contemporary World Poetry.  ? Roast Chicken Contemplating the afterlife of birds, I empty the carcass. My wife offers rosemary sprigs, which I stuff into the cavity with whole garlic cloves…

terrible words

Originally posted on Why the 3E Senate is a Silly Idea:
The photo above was taken by paleoartist Emily Willoughby in 2015. It shows Harvard fossil MCZ 4371, the foot of a specimen Deinonychus. Go check out her website of paleoart here. I was a fairly typical kid of my generation; I loved to read about…

Worm Medicine Boogie!

Learning, day by day, about sound and video programs; spent the afternoon learning about Garageband and catching up on news of the local arts, with the talented and generous Darrin Hagen. Thanks, pal. (don’t judge him by the quality of my work, mind you). Still such a beginner. Might as well have fun with it,…

Keep on Dancing

Originally posted on Prairiepomes:
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’ would have us believe,…

Goodnight America: Video Poem #3

  Small note per end credits: This poem, in the end, is not included in For the Changing Moon: Poems and Songs, my new book, out this fall.