“We’re selling an opportunity to understand our history, to know our people and to share our vision of turning a 60-year nightmare around. We’re creating new memories for our children.” – Ktunaxa Chief Sophie Pierre St. Eugene is a former Indian Residential School, which has been made over into a resort, complete with casino and…
Author: prairiepomes
Writer, gardener, hopeful curmudgeon, free-range Aboriginal, lover of life, Poet Laureate of Edmonton 2011-13, traveller, Fifth World Drummer.
Do Not Send
Do not send the poets to build your mighty streets for we will follow stream’s meander and bend aside for the cities of ants. Do not send the poets to clean your house for we are apt to pause, enraptured by the fall of dust through light, and sing ‘o, there am i, o there…
Hunger Lounge: from 30/30 2019
in tame, cemented days like these ensconced in automated ease ah, what a gift again to see hunger, lounging in a tree all tawny bright, not quite replete yet not so fraught as seeking meat would make this golden beast ah, what a gift of joy to dream of your, instead of siren’s scream your…
Free – Graffiti6: Song Review, Years Later
Free running that bass up my spine while Jamie sings, heart in throat and the bells pulling i believe, falling, i believe “…hard to breathe when you’re not near” every one you ever loved walks streets and alleys full of young people seeking something inarticulate “I can’t live, oh, without you” and the city and the…
Potato Soul
it’s hard to cook potatoes at a certain time of year, they sag and wrinkle, all eyes, lustful surging outward, turning green if soul is a potato, how to judge? when to cook, when to save who’s greening for the renewal Image from Sewell family archives, circa 1974, north of Valhalla.
Listening to Snatam Kaur
and if you could not sing for me i would seek the song of strangers rather than live silenced and if you desired to sing for me but your words were taken i would learn the songs of strangers and sing you new words and if you would sing with me these songs,…
A Gorgeous Sort of Peril: Richard Lemm’s ‘Jeopardy’
Canada is rich with poets. Along our Starboard side, I can think of none finer than UPEI’s Richard Lemm. His latest offering, ‘Jeopardy’ (Acorn Press), reveals a poet philosopher in full command of his voice, drawing upon the evidence of the living world in order to inspire the reader, and make the most compelling of…
Frog’s Eye Blues – Spoken Word Duet
While playing 30/30 with Stroll of Poets pals, Ivan Sundal smacked me with the image of a frog’s eye. One thing led to another:
There is an Onion: Sound Recording 2
So, the hub test-listened, and made a couple of suggestions… here’s version 2. Now, working on the video… Meanwhile, hope you enjoy. Let me know your thoughts.
There is an Onion: Sound Recording1
A first sketch… stand by for the rerecording.
There is an Onion by the Stove
There is an onion by the stove brown-papered, seeming unconcerned smug, really, if you come to think of its audacious round bum at rest Audacious, to just sit there, by the stove so near the fire, so nonchalant and calm Ha – is there anything more patient? or more self-centred than an onion? …
