from imaginary conversations Bruise You see this bruise? The one on your leg? Yeah that’s the one just underneath my birthmark. What about it? I got that skiing downhill at Innsbruck. You’ve never been to Innsbruck! You don’t even know how to ski. You try to convince my bruise of that! Where else do you
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DOWNHILL SKIING
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LOOK OUT
EYE TO I My difference roots around behind my eyes what I see and you don’t is your loss with a sniff the mattress across the hall opens like I imagine clamshell opens with a touch of the sea and choreography contemporary to me but unleashes your contempt unfurling your curling lip, sharp tongue and
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Some more of nothing to see
I tossed a glance across the street, and it bounced back to me Our neighbour took his lights away, removed his Christmas tree nothing left did you hear me nothing left to see
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GRACE NICKEL
A wound gives off its own light surgeons say.” Anne Carson, The Beauty of the Husband. I met Grace Nickel behind my back. Five vessels, shorter vases perhaps, under plexiglass to keep the gorgeous ceramics safely in view, rested on the credenza in my Manitoba Arts Council office. I met many fine artists, high and
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DO ME
SOME NEAR IMPOSSIBLE THING Never been heard or seen before I see it. Awe shucks, almost heard it, but I’m not wearing my hearing aids. Nearly caught a glimpse but I’m not wearing my looking glasses, so lie to me instead. I’ll believe you. Victor Enns May 2022
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BREATHING
BREATHING MY PAIN[1] WITH A SIGH “As long as you are breathing there is more right with you than wrong with you.” Jon Kabat Zinn “What’s the secret of life? Always breathe.” Christopher Durang. Dad holds a piece of three-ply against the side of the brown and white Jersey cow. He hits the piece
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Some Things = Quality of Life
As I set up house-keeping, here’s some things I can not do without in my kitchen. A Pyrex two cup measure. A pitcher or jug, a juicer. The blender is perfect without taking up a lot of room. Biggest success with it early on has been pureeing leek and potato soup. Heck, I might even
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DREAMCATCHERS ALONG THE 49TH TONIGHT July 29, 2017 An energetic crew of singers, dancers, and actors performed in the Masonic Auditorium at the International Peace Gardens. While it felt a bit like an “Up with People” for the 21st century, there were significant differences. The material was developed in interviews and workshops across Canada as
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Misfit Blues
Choreographed by Paul-André Fortier, Danced by Paul and Robin Poitras, this gentle and engaging work, at different times lyric, abstract, and narrative, was presented by Winnipeg Contemporary Dancers in Winnipeg last week. This playful dance inspired some new poems for my manuscript called Music for Men Over Fifty, Songs of Love (and Surgery). Anyone in
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Here Comes The Sun
through the bathroom window at 472 Willow Island, our new lake house. Trying to figure out work around to use my iMac to post to the www through my iPad. Post may be shorter, though more likely, composed in advance. This other below is the sun rising over the tip of Willow Island. Despite my
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