In Residence

Well, I’m In-Residence now. Following in footsteps of many respected colleagues, peers and mentors, I’m the Writer-in-Residence at MacEwan University. A residency is so much more than a sponsored time and space for pursuing one’s own artistic goals, although that, in itself, makes a residency a wonderful thing. I’m being paid to obey my muse,…

On the New Age: Ode to an Alien Nation

Feathers belong to birds. Any human, anywhere, who uses them in any way is using a gift that we appropriate, to which we assign human meanings. What do the birds have to say about it?  Lately, on social media, I’ve seen Indigenous thinkers and activists moving to take down a spate of New Age practitioners…

2004: Breach of Manners

it’s 2004 the year i forget when i am due at a studio to judge a poetry contest, ’til the dear friend who set this up phones me, afraid something might have happened apart from what did, my thoughts gone indwelling as my belly swells.   this is the great mystery of woman become galaxy spinning…

New Leaders in a Very Old Town

Tonight, we have a new mayor in Edmonton. And i’m so happy, not least because he has thrice made reference to Indigenous roots. He had himself introduced by a volunteer from Treaty 6. He said, as if we all have long known and accepted this, “Edmonton is a very old place.” And he named honouring…