The 49th Parallel
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MURMUR STILL
THE DAY I TAUGHT STARLINGS SOME MOVES TO MURMUR I HAD BEEN TAKING WHITE FLAPPING SHEETS DOWN FROM THE LINE AND I RACED IN THE UNFENCED MEADOW ALFALFA JUST STARTED TO HEAD OUT IF THAT’S WHAT IT IS WHEN IT SMELLS UNEARTHLY LIKE SOME FEET ABOVE THE STARLINGS TURN ON THE WING NOW THERE ARE
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BASKETS & BLANKETS
Note: This is my mother. The last line made me think the photo suitable. I am recovering from a difficult cold subdued by a bottle of Benylin, but it ain’t over yet baby blue. I came to understand that my mother’s second “n” on Susann was conjured in the 60s, though a Susan with one
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SUSANN KLASSEN GRADUATES FROM THE MCI
EXCERPT FROM THE MEMOIRS OF SUSANN ENNS In spring preparations for Mennonite Collegiate Institute (MCI) Sängerfest and Graduation took place. I was given parts to perform in both. The big Sängerfest was held in a big tent rigged up and supported by poles. We had no sound system and had to learn how to project
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FOR THE YEAR THAT WAS
Published today in Jerry Jazz Musician (Online, Portland Oregon) in response to a quick call for a piece of music and some words about how it helped get us through 2020. THERE IS TOO MUCH DEATH A new poem by Victor Enns Time does not care whether it’s Covid-19 Or covert militias that kill, funerals
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Now
I’m getting organized for another work week; having had some Christmas (and my first turkey sandwich today) and going back to the city on Dec.27 to visit my brother and January 2nd to see my shrink. Somewhere in there kids possibly also, though we already had a lovely roast dinner, with the tree up, a
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Towards Boundary Creek
RESEARCH NOTE 1. Boundary Creek Let’s begin. Let’s begin with trains. This beginning fell on my head before dinner, which I enjoyed. First solid food in days, roast beef, baked potato, vegetables for show and the family vegetarian. For sharing her cheese cake and my grandson, she can be any thing she chooses. Let’s begin
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Cecil Taylor – “Dvořák in Reverse”
Cecil Taylor died on April 5, 2018, a connection to remember as the same day as my amputation. I’ve still not finished my hard bop essay, and the connection in the late 50s would be some hard bop sessions and performances with drummer Max Roach, and Taylor’s own hard percussive style.Taylor was regarded as one
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Jim Harrison (December 11, 1937 – March 26, 2016)I was introduced to the poetry of Jim Harrison in the 1980s, likely by Ted Dyck who also introduced me to the poetry of Ed Dorn. Here’s one of Harrison’s early poems in 1961. “Kinship.”
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