You know, it’s beautiful. Patterns. A gravel pit, even. Now, if you walk to the side and look back, what do you see? Other patterns. Rhythms. And a relationship between round […]
Writing and Reading as Natural Pattern: No More Classrooms, Please
Racism and Noise in Canada
My neighbours above eat sour weeds because of racism in Canada, which created weedlands for them at the same time it created Indian reserves for their people. Right now, the country’s writing […]
Poetry and Water
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 […]
The Future of Okanagan Okanogan
We have been on a journey together for three-and-a-half years. In that time, I finished up this blog as a book (twice!), but then I was reading up on a lynching in Conconully, Washington […]
Okanagan Okanogan: The View From Here
Friends, it’s a happy day. Today, just over 35 months since I began with an image of the grassland (6 hits that day), and a gut feeling that a blog might prove a useful writing […]
Writing for the Future: An Ecology of the English Language
I wrote this for my writing blog, Witual, today, and thought that while I compile a post about new vegetables for the Okanagan, you might like to have a look about how […]
