Camino Edmonton

My friend Astrid did something remarkable this year, in company with some remarkable folks. Read her story here: via Camino Edmonton

When The Way Seems Long

When the way seems long, or any burden heavy, we have songs Witness how love and courage lift and reweave the broken strands     Ue O Muite Arukou, by Kyu Sakamoto, was a huge hit in 1961, and the English version – ridiculously titled ‘Sukiyaki,’ which is a bit like translating, for example, Unchained…

One: sort of a review of Stewart Copeland’s Ben Hur, but really a run on, excitable meditation on music, fandom, family; a cacophonous riot, wherein complexity matters, but never overrules the sheer bombastic roar…

I bought Zenyatta Mondatta with my own money, back when I was a kid, and albums were at thing,  and we were that family – openly ‘halfbreed’ and forever under suspicion, building salt enough to resist the constant grinding. I had to have it. It was weird. It fit. I was embarrassed by these guys,…

Weasel in the Cern Reactor

once upon a time star woman did not listen she looked down too far and fell through a hole in the sky   muskrat, a tiny person dived below the waters brought her home   now, upon this time earthbound men seek under a mountain range to harness that particle they call god   and…

Reflection: St. Eugene, 2019

“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…

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…

Day 12: Dull Thing

Day 12, our task is to write a poem addressing something dull, or mundane. Sure. Dull Thing dull thing: I could speak here of a knife worn thin it is its metal, atom by atom, infused into all who have shared my kitchen binding us. but a knife is a tool, best kept sharp; or…

Home Words: Come Out and Play!

Poetry Month is upon us. For  2019 Edmonton Poetry Festival  I’m honoured to be performing at 3 events, sharing the stage with some very fine wordsmiths. If you’re in Edmonton, come on out (I can’t promise I won’t ask you to sing along) – CKUA Studios on the 23rd, 6 PM, CBC Centre Stage at Noon on…

Edmonton Artists’ Trust Fund

This year, I am honoured to be one of ten recipients of an award through the Edmonton Artists’ Trust Fund. Find out about this remarkable granting initiative, and the ways it’s been supporting creative community building in Edmonton since 1997. Thanks to the one and only Darrin Hagen  (also a recipient this year!) for nominating…

Ghazal to Bob, in the Night

It’s a new year, but I haven’t changed. I cannot resist responding to awesome poetry. I do hope Mr. Okaji will forgive me taking his name in this vein… Anchors aweigh, we settle lower in the water every year we are blessed to yet bob in the night. Pockets emptied, we cast vestments to slaughter…