Ah, for the love of flatness. As I mentioned: in flat energy fields, the red dogwood creating heat by turning red in the spring sun and “flattening” out the seasons, and the […]
Ah, for the love of flatness. As I mentioned: in flat energy fields, the red dogwood creating heat by turning red in the spring sun and “flattening” out the seasons, and the […]
Consider the willow. She is, um, willowy. A withe, we say. A wheel. A welter. A twist, a roll, a waltz and a wave. A voluminous wale, walk, and most of all […]
The journey you have been walking with me on this blog is making its way further out into the world. What great news! CBC Books has announced its shortlist for the 2017 […]
As some of you know, when I’m not exploring the poetry of the earth, I am working for the words as they arrange themselves in similar patterns, also called poetry. Today, I am […]
I left the garden today, and all its lettuces, kale, spinach and dill, and went up to the water, where the birches rise out of the cedars and the wild roses. The […]
Rain falls on humans, but to fish it sets the surface of the world into speech. But doesn’t it do the same to humans? Rain makes us us. ~ Penticton Japanese Garden
I am not angry. I am sad. My elders taught me that these were cat tails. They taught me that poetry was a fairy tale. They taught me that these were swamp […]
You tell me. That’s their houses up above, and some beautiful ice drifting in. Below, is Okanagan Lake the next day after the wind did its thing all night long. I have […]
Does anything that touches water bend it? Or does the water bend to receive it? Is water subject to gravity? Or does it make an empty space under a willow tree, for […]
A language is not a string of beads on a wire that you hook around your neck, fiddle with, mumble along with, and presto, you have a smart phone. An indigenous language […]