Monthly Archives: March 2015

A Single Photon Entangles Thousands of Autumns*

Six months and eight minutes ago You were walking in an autumn afternoon, Looking at the white strips of birch Bark peeling away from the trunks, You were building a blind in the field By the river thinking about Christmas … Continue reading

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The Face of Allah

I could not find the face of Allah In the debris of mountain slides, In blue fragments of mosaics, In the desolation of stars fallen behind The ground-down blade of the moon. I heard rumours he spoke in many voices … Continue reading

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Cinquain in Late March

Cattails rattle, icy in the marsh; snow muffles the fields—and no geese call yet, wild, joyful

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The Moon Turns Over and Over—As a Song

Michael Leon occasionally puts to music my attempts at writing songlike things, as he’s done with this piece I wrote last fall (lyrics here). The simple (but perhaps overly busy) video portion must be blamed solely on me as I … Continue reading

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Connaught Square revisited

Last September I posted a poem about the dying elms in Connaught Square (Many of the elms in Charlottetown are dead or dying).  In January, the city announced that all the dead and dying elms would be cut down. Today, as … Continue reading

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Serendipitous Collaboration

The image embedded lower in this post came to me courtesy of Matt Trussell, who lives beside a bog somewhere in Maine. I don’t know much more about him other than that he is quite pleasant in communication, likes baseball, … Continue reading

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“Containing the whole Science of Government”

I’m reading Dickens’ Little Dorrit and it’s true that Chapter 10, headed “Containing the whole Science of Government” does contain the whole science of government. Go read it. Go read the whole immense novel. Here’s an excerpt from the aforementioned … Continue reading

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