Monthly Archives: November 2013

Spray Light Now Across Black

Much the way I watch stars spray light now across black, in long arcs bent by gravity’s lens, as a child I watched sparks from welding rods each time the welder dipped his grey, long dark-eyed head to run his … Continue reading

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In November’s Dark

In November’s dark the pitch of the wind shudders up and down octaves, wails diminished minor chords through the many fretted trees

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untitled ([broken] poems from old notebooks, February 2002)

Forgive me, love, if my words are hard. They are hard because they come hard, Dug from the hidden places, the dark spaces, Where I’ve kept every savoured shard Of desire, hope, and truth in stasis. Forgive me, love, if … Continue reading

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Thin Dry Spruce

In January blizzards, with the wind out of the northwest for days bringing poles down on the County Line Road, he’d load the wood stove with slabs, thin dry spruce, sit in the dark, deaf to the constant gunfire crack … Continue reading

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Bernini’s Ecstatic Teresa (Under the Wing of Dürer)

My art education is spotty at best. Marie Fox introduced me to Bernini and Dürer a few years ago and I was entranced by the work of both. She reminded me last week of the Ecstasy of Saint Teresa, and asked … Continue reading

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Lazy Man’s 5 Hour Pot Roast Chili

This makes a hearty, meaty chili that needs very little attention once it’s in the oven. Perfect for a video game, movie, or favourite series streaming binge. Here’s what you’ll need: An 8 quart lidded pot (stock pot, crock pot, … Continue reading

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Never the Twain (poems from old notebooks, November 2001)

You know Tom loved the lissome Becky               just the way wax loves the wick.               And you know his curiosity made him want to be               the star of his own funeral               even if it cost him a lick               (or ten) of … Continue reading

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