My Daily Fog


WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT

  July 14, 2023 FAIR CONTROL My psych understood I was after “fair control,” Understand my pain will never get better. Not ever, only intensity changes. Broken up prose like this might get to be a poem but now I am waiting for four pm and my next flight of meds.I’m in wine valley, though

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TIME IN MY HANDS

“I am more of an existentialist the closer I am to running out of existence.” HE said.  Today is Thursday my computer tells me so. My colonoscopy is scheduled for Monday, the day after my wife Michelle has her MRI of her brain and her spine.  Wonder of wonders LOOK show has a few more

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TURNIP

When I am getting frustrated, impatient to find something, and the harder I look the harder it is to find I use the expression,. with a big sigh, “It’ll Turnip” Right now I’m looking for voice recordings for Amy at ACCESS Radio. I have lots, we have lots. Can I find any, no. I hope

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AN INVITATION

Check www.lookshow.ca for information. Look shows my life since infancy until my recent fourth marriage, to disability advocate Michelle Hewitt,  brought me to Kelowna. Look is showing in Winnipeg in the OUTPUT venue of Video Pool in the Artspace building Opening on April 29th at 7pm, with a set of performances on May 5th beginning at 7pm.

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HANDING IT OVER

Hey Murray, Thank for the layout. What I’m looking for, is to know where my  work is needed. Do I need to select anything? Fill any holes? You have plenty choices after all. I’m guessing I should still tape something that looks like a reading at about 7 minutes like the other performers? Victor, I

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QUOTE FROM A DEAD WRITER

Writing consumes writers. No end of ones better than I am have said as much. The passion hurts relationships. I think off and on about people I love, but I think about writing all the time. Writing is hard, or everyone would do it.*  By Peter Schjeldahl.    I am feeling Quiltly (ha ha ha)

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PROSPECTING

The two stanzas below were found among the papers of Jimmy Bang since deceased. There are several unnamed poems which seem to be written in German or Germlish and using translation program back to English, back and forth like a really good game of horseshoes, a real kick in the pants.  I lift my match light my cigarette

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FOUND PROSPECTING

TOO DISTURBED 2.0 Warning: Shit abounds. Let me tell you, I can’t find shit. Ok, I’ve found shit, I remember the joke what’s warm and brown and crawls up your leg~ homesick shit. Should have told that to the furious nurse when I was lying in mine, abjection like Kristeva writes, Cast Off! I may

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EAT MORE PEARS

DID you know pears have more fibre than apples, and that’s saying a lot. Here’s a film I wrote and produced, that will not remind you of fibre, lovingly shot byKevin Nikkel, starring Eliandre Nikkel, a rare gem. Jim Van Dusen reached my word with ÉLAN! Kevin Cockle and Jay Taylor wrote and performed the “wait

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A POEM FOR SUNDAY

LEAVING BOISSEVAIN I like how I smell when I wear cool blue deodorant lying in bed listening to  girls with guitars rocking this way rocking that way where was she last night counting the tips at the end of her shift she was listening to girls with guitars dishing the blues Because there may be

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