Invitation to Work-in-Process

It’s my very great privilege to have been asked to curate, host and take part in a reading on May 28th, featuring new and unpublished works from three amazing Indigenous writing colleagues who inherit and live part of the breadth and richness of Indigenous heritage across Canada.. Rita Bouvier is a Métis writer and educator. Her…

ShapeShifters! In Conversation

https://fb.me/e/3dXX6UgOM Sunday the 19th the day; life has been turbulent, but we’ve finally found enough elements in alignment to sit down together and talk about ShapeShifting. Come on out. Richard Lemm is a brilliant thinker, writer and conversationalist, and I’m tickled to bits to have the chance to spend some time in public conversation. 4…

Outer Space, Inner Light

As midwinter shows the first hints of spring to come, I’m excitedly awaiting the premiere of Outer Space, Inner Light; I wrote the text in response to a choral score by the amazing Mari Alice Conrad, who wrote that score in response to a different poem, Book of Songs,* which was the title and text…

Reading the Writing World

I love my career as a writer. There is so much more to it than just sitting down somewhere and writing a poem, a story, a song. There’s a world of research behind the actual creative bits. Some of it is heavy, but a lot of it is joyous. Right now? I’m listening to some…

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…

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?  …

Helsinki (with recording)

Originally posted on O at the Edges:
? ? Helsinki An editor said never start a poem at a window, so instead I’m looking at the door, which is made of glass. We are to avoid rain, too, but it streaks the pane in such delicious patterns that I can’t help but pretend to be…

For the Changing Moon: thoughts on Poems&Songs

My new book is out. The publisher-endorsed launch happened Wednesday, October 24th, 7 PM at Audrey’s Books, with special guests Edmonton’s own Spoken Word Youth Choir, under the direction of the fabulous Gail Sobat. This is book number two, yes, only number two. The long years of discussion and consideration of what it costs to…

Bake Bread, Make Friends – article up at New Trail magazine

This summer, I had the delightful task of researching and writing a little article for my alma mater,  University of Alberta. It’s the home page opener at their site, and I couldn’t be more chuffed. Our Daily Bread Now, I’m off to bake bread.

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…

Spirit Mothering

  I was 23 when I met my spirit mother. I’d buried my father and my older brother, gone to university, gotten put on probation, answered an ad that seemed the answer to my prayer for something meaningful to do with that year, some path that mattered. The path led to Mexico, to a teaching…