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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Looking for Look
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WHAT’S SUNDAY TO YOU
Sindach Hoole* Most families I knew in southern Manitoba growing up knew Sunday was a day of rest, for prayer & church, or a day to play. He was a strong believer in Sindach Hoole, despite beginning with Sin it actually means *”holding Sunday,” which was the same as keeping the Sabbath. My father must
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P IS FOR PISSING and PROCRASTINATION
KYVIV PEEING STATUES from Wikimedia commons from Piecers of my Mind/My Body in parts MY PENIS take 2 for Andy Suknaski, my first encounter with a writer-in-residence at the University of Manitoba. I went to pee outside, in a trough leading to a hole in the wood portion of our fenced pasture, happy to pee
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P is for Pear from The Abject Alphabet
A is for abjection in my Abject Alphabet project by me, the mad phonetician. “A Poem of Pears” is a homage to Robert Kroetsch and his “Sketches of a Lemon” and his book The Sad Phonetician , which I was privileged to hear him read alive. There are a lot of alphabet poems recently the
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from Pieces of my Mind/Parts of my Body
MY SKIN (dictated, mildly edited by me, this is an introductory post to the letter P) You’d think I think this could be interfesting interesting. I have so much of it everywhere over me, scars every which way the one closing my stump the most sensational. The right foot and ankle I have left, screwed
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FILED UNDER P IN THE ABJECT ALPHABET (A.A.)
POSTURE I am sitting with good posture. My feet bare flat on the grownup. I notice a blister or a boil developing on my ass, a distraction. Sit up and the food will go down, swallowing is observed Tools for eating will not catch a fish but can turn it to mush. I am seriously
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THE LETTER I
I is for injury, for interloper, for infatuation, for imagination. I is for Indigenous, independent and influential. I is for India, infidel, for Icarus in flight. I is my personal pronoun, except when I’m plural, which has been happening a lot lately, CGI or no CGI, I am mostly me. Whatever I am or is,
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THE LETTER F
F The dirtiest letter. Bite your lip ‘til it bleeds.Say Fuck! Fatigue: Anemia of the spirit. Forgiveness: Impossible love. Fun: What I don’t know.
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