Monthly Archives: April 2013

The Best Murder Mystery Television Series and Miniseries

The Best Murder Mystery Television Series and Miniseries I find very little television as delicious as a well-done murder mystery so, as a change of pace, here, in my current order of preference, is a list of the best murder … Continue reading

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We and our homunculi

There’s no news in this post. I just never get tired of thinking about the brain, and how it thinks about us, nor of how cool it is that the way our bodies are mapped out on the cortex can … Continue reading

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These Eyes—Always April (more tanka and process)

Messed around with this one quite a bit this afternoon in the notes app on my ipod as I wandered around with earphones in. The variations are below the asterisks. These Eyes—Always April These eyes in April— as inconstant as … Continue reading

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Letters I Didn’t Write Book Launch, Live at Baba’s, November 5, 2008

In the three youtube videos below you’ll find me as the awkward poet awkwardly launching my third book of poetry, Letters I Didn’t Write (Nightwood Editions), at Baba’s Lounge in Charlottetown on November 5, 2008. Many thanks to my old friend … Continue reading

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James Arthur Wellesley and His Waterloo Blues Band (poems from old notebooks, December 1992)

I remember I wrote this one immediately after watching a movie about the Battle of Waterloo. I have no recollection of the movie’s title. James Arthur Wellesley and His Waterloo Blues Band The battle is over. I am alive, sir. … Continue reading

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What Can Be Held At Noon (poems from old notebooks, November 2009)

This one seems to have a slight whiff of Ted Hughes about it. What Can Be Held At Noon What can be held at noon, loosely and without strain, as concise and self-evident, may, in the evening, become the quick … Continue reading

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Mid-July (recent poems, July 2012)

Up until I started this blog, I hadn’t done much writing over the past few years but I wasn’t in complete stasis. Every now and then, I’d get something done for fun. Such as this one from last July. Mid-July … Continue reading

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