Today I’ve been thinking about my mom, my aunts, my sister-in-law and mom-in-law, my cousins, my grandmothers, my great-grandmothers, my great aunties, and the family of women who made me, taught me, support me, love me, and claim me. And I’ve been thinking about my friends, those I’ve known for much of my life, those who are new … Continue reading Buoyancy
“I often think of that poem — I’ve read it at every reading I’ve given in the last year or so — and how it captures for me a time that was, a mere six years ago, and, sadly, a place that will never be again, its people vanquished. “Haram,” as they say in Arabic — such a shame.” Continue reading ‘This day in December’: A poem about Aleppo by Antony Di Nardo
Count this as my “What I Did This Fall” report. Loads of moving about, trips to read and work in Toronto, Montreal, Eden Mills, Winnipeg, and Kingston. Birds in flight, planes in flight, wind turbines, cloud patterns, window views. Since been concentrating on looking out the same window for a spell. Continue reading An album of mostly sky
I hadn’t been home in seven months—the longest stretch in a while. (There were readings in Edmonton and Calgary—click the links for photos. There was also a family wedding.) And I was thirsty the whole time for the things of my home. There’s a huge amount of large-scale construction—earth-moving, road-building—in and around the place I … Continue reading Alberta, Alberta
April brought trips to the Big Smoke under bright blue skies—some of the first of spring. Look up at the sky there and you see other things, too. Spent some time hovering near the Gardiner Expressway, that crumbly old relic, that need. There’s old amid all this new and sight remains selective. Mine so far off the … Continue reading Approaching Toronto From the South
