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My Most Memorable Pre-School Book: A Reader Is Born

(an unforgettable cover; the book originally sold in Canada for 35 cents when my parents bought it for me in 1954-55 thereabouts; I later bought it in the 80s or 90s for $5) (first story; Caraway’s pictures were wry and … Continue reading

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Antonioni’s “Blow-Up” 50 Years Later

(the fabulous 2-disk Criterion DVD which just came out; includes a documentary, several interviews, and a book; the pieces on how Antonioni was influenced by English photography and painting of the day are outstanding and reveal their presences in the … Continue reading

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McNally Memories

2011–Top of river valley, near my first high school, looking toward downtown Edmonton. Recalling my 1975-83 classes sitting here in fall and spring, writing haiku poems.

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Driving into Sedona

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Sidewalk, Victoria Harbour

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Acknowledgement

you are the waterfall of my life a never-ending cascade beneath the wide turner skies the female voice that sings of canyon the sage and brush of our topography you are the stars wheeling high above the joshua tree of … Continue reading

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So Take What You Need

“Love seeketh not itself to please.” –William Blake, “The Clod and the Pebble” This is not some wild-eyed love borne aloft by the winds of despair. It is instead, a quiet coming home, a long spring walk in the country. … Continue reading

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Making a Distinction:

“Loneliness is the poverty of self; solitude is the richness of self.” –May Sarton

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Signs of spring continueth:

First ant. First butterfly. First fly. First gull. Crows are back again, nesting.

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Paris Street, Rainy Day

City of Light the famous corner, park across the street, stone fountain gushing absurdly in the rain. A 20ish waif in pale short coat, blonde hair wound onto her back, bare legs reaching up from black shoes, walking slowly, purposely, … Continue reading

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