Originally posted in May, 2018. Resonating with the current moment. Events since cause me to reflect anew on the beauty and sorrow, the potential and corruption, the vast contrasts, in the land of our next-door neighbours. This is the ‘rough edit’ … I’ve since re-recorded the sound, though I’ve yet to re-create…
Month: May 2018
St. Eugene: Not a Poetry Video (yet)
Here are the gates. Beside them, an image from an older time, another purpose. Here is the gorgeous architecture. And beside it, tribute to the children brought here. Building and children face East, where the sun rises steadfast over blue mountains. Here is the message, the new mission. And here, the window of the room…
Busy Bees Salute
To be ten, is to be at the crest of a wave the best of your days have led up to this height where the view of the future is open and brave and you’ve grown past your fear of the night. These young girls, in their tender years already wise, for their fathers survived…
Waking: Another Video Poem Experiment
Probably going to rerecord this, but here’s the rough: Another poem from Fifth World Drum, rendered into another form.
Journey Prayer, the Video!
My first experiment with video poems… seems like a good time to revisit a prayer for all travelers…
Journey Prayer: Audio Recording
Here’s the audio recording I’ve made of a poem from Fifth World Drum.
Unkai: Sea of Fog
this morning, unkai – the sea of fog – unrolls train valley Oe-san and browning peaks around all swim in mist slow down feather grey engine sighing smoke kisses mist sun weaves thin air banners between lowering waves of cloud it begins above train arrival chimes one note falling far from clear song one silver…
Coming to Canada: A Gardener’s Meditation, Part 2
Walk Lightly As for my Indigenous paternal family, the roots of connection to land had been seared and cauterized in so many joints. You can see it in the thickened waist, that telltale stress-marker of starvation and trauma, passed down into phenotype. Grandma wore it gloriously, the bear’s body and round face. I have her…
Coming to Canada: A Gardener’s Meditation, Part 1
A garden is a long work. Yes, you can turn soil, plant seeds, harvest in that same fall. In that sense, to grow a garden is a simple task, unskilled labour; weed a little, watch the water, wait on the season, and done. Gardening, though, is more than this. It is the communion of human…
Prairiepomes 