Category Archives: The Earth

All My Dead Gather

I know all my dead gather on these spring days Under the ground, unreasoning, Their restlessness a writhe of slow-waking worms Aerating the newly-thawed earth. All my dead gather under the crocuses, Twist among the magnolia’s roots; They make the … Continue reading

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Looking Towards the Gulf at Evening

The wind is from the northeast this early Evening and not as sharp as it often is, Having worn out for now its cold Chisels of water and sand sculpting All day, as it has every day For millennia, the … Continue reading

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Ocean Sounds in the Distance

You’ll find, if you sit under lilacs And watch the people pass by, The wind will bring you their murmurs As sibilant and seemingly sensical As the ocean sounds in the distance Responding to gravity’s mumbled Recitations of the numbers … Continue reading

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Lilacs Convulsed the Sea

Hello again, it’s been a while Since we walked that lonely mile Together to an empty beach Full of silences we couldn’t breach. The moon brimmed full—all promises Of love and lingering kisses And quiet mornings with words unsaid That … 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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Amongst the Green

Andrew Mitrovica has a great piece at ipolitics about Stephen Harper and his policies. Here’s the beginning: “Before last week, I thought I understood the depth of Prime Minister Stephen Harper’s malevolence. I was wrong. Only now do I appreciate … Continue reading

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Euclid vs. The Slow Worms

Every spring, spades turn warming soil Over and mound it up in rows. The spaced seeds germinate while The furious sun grows old. The slow worms under the garden Squirm through their loose knots and tangles, Keep the soil aerated, … Continue reading

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Short Summons (A Sea “Shan’t No More”)

  Short Summons (A Sea “Shan’t No More”) I was a wild rover Roving the world over, Leaving lovers lining the shores Till I was given short summons For all my goings and comings And my wife said, “You’ll do … Continue reading

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Language is Hollow

It was mentioned to me yesterday that I haven’t been writing much. So I wrote. Language is Hollow for Megan Burke My language is grim because I was born in mid-century shadows cast by mushroom clouds, eyes narrowed against brightness … Continue reading

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November Evening Quatrains

Fever Ray—Keep the Streets Empty For Me   November Evening Quatrains Here’s what happens. The planet spins into night. The wind blows leaves round in a circle under the stars’ ageing light. Over the harbour, the darkness hiding its white … Continue reading

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Long Dark Strands of Cedar video reading

I’ve decided I’m going to start doing video readings of poems. We begin with Long Dark Strands of Cedar (text and origins). And here’s the toque mentioned in that link. Long Dark Strands of Cedar

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Let’s Forget the Sea

Let’s forget the sea and all its salt that gathers on, sharpens our tongues, forget how it swells, urgent in the night, a wet, rhythmic push of water on rocks, forget the sea at its evening low ebb withdrawn beyond … Continue reading

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In A Quiet House (poems from old notebooks, 2001?)

This is a long one. In A Quiet House There have always been MacDonalds Living along this shore. Working the land to feed their guts, And making music through the night In the long winter cold. There have always been … Continue reading

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Vanishing Points (poems from old notebooks, October 2009)

Nearly sunset, and we can be seen walking beneath a sky smudged by the charcoal wings of crows. The angle of light postulates a geometry of shadows, sketches a corridor of non-parallel lines beginning at our feet and diverging, bent … Continue reading

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Back to the Bog, Seamus

I came late to the poetry of Seamus Heaney. Death of a Naturalist was his first collection, and the first one I read—it sat on my bookshelf for 10 years before I read it.  It was worth the wait. His … Continue reading

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