Just, like, hanging out at the lake, checking out the hoarfrost, but what’s this? First, the geese left in the fog. Bye, you crazy lot! And then the gulls got worked up. […]
A Morning at the Lake: the Wisdom of Geese
When Trees are Weeds: Truth and Reconciliation from the Ground Up
Yesterday I started a meditation on classicism, and how the cultures within Canada have some choices, given German experience with the power, failure and abuse of classical models as a means of […]
The Weave of the Earth (Poetry in the Modern World Part 2)
Let me demonstrate why playing with pattern is a vital strategy. Here is what looks like a hill. Note it is made out of rocks. They have done a good job of […]
The New Year Begins in Its Own Sweet Time
About a week ago, really. It’s quite settled in now and has its eye on us. And at the very last, the old year shows us her hidden beauty. And her new […]
Merry Christmas!
When one comes to the end of what one can say, consciousness continues a little further. The frame that allows this to happen becomes invisible and merges into the image. This effect […]
The Stars of the Earth: a Christmas Meditation
On Earth, stars are not abstract symbols. They are particular. They are also less than individual. It is the human eye that sees a star, or shall we say “recognizes it”. This […]
The Beach at Dusk
After the bold statement, the exploration. Canada is a colony and its poetry, science, transportation structures and administration are colonial. OK, that’s the statement. Now for the niggly bits. They concern themselves […]
Deer Spotting: Enormous Fun
Long before you see, you are seen. In fact, “seeing” is to enter the “seen” space. The buck below saw me, long, long before I saw him, but when I saw him […]
The Many are One and the One is Many
The concept of many… … is also the concept of one. All see. This “seeing” is not the “seeing of the human eye” or the “insight in the mind that is the […]
Reading Balsam Root, Writing Earth, Reading Mind
Here’s a word. Don’t let abstraction fool you. Just be with her for a moment. As you can see, she’s a living creature. Don’t let her dead stalks fool you. Because they’re […]
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