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Every year at this time I break out my favorite Christmas CD–the diamond anniversary edition of Holiday Inn and White Christmas with songs by the great Irving Berlin. Warm memories of watching those movies annually with my parents on the … Continue reading →

There’s a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons– That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes– Heavenly Hurt, it gives us– We can find no scar, But internal difference– Where the Meanings, are– None may teach it–Any– ‘Tis the Seal … Continue reading →

A B.C. teacher at a private school got fired for answering a student who had asked him what he thought of abortion. He said he didn’t believe in it, was later forced to apologize to the student in class in … Continue reading →

we have now officially entered the McCarthy witch-hunt era again with a B.C. teacher at a private school being fired when asked his opinion on abortion by a student (he simply said he was against it). The agenda-ed witch-hunters are … Continue reading →

(used to take down elephants) revealed enough doses to kill everyone in Canada. Mankind is determined to destroy itself utterly one way or another. Pretty obvious given how good drugs there are that keep people alive and the fact that … Continue reading →

Who could ever forget “Ipanema” and the wisp, silky sounds accompanying Astrud on her husband’s song? Clearly classic, like forever. You played both sad and sweet opening up the melancholy aloneness of our hearts from the inside. Decades later, posthumously … Continue reading →

Peter Vaughan, 93, who played Anthony Hopkins’ butler-father who was becoming senile in the excellent Remains of the Day. He did a lot of UK tv work, in one case being a memorable Dickens’ villain with his long chin and … Continue reading →

when it’s too frigid for crows and magpies to bother with garbage bags: Canadian Tire, duck tape, and gasline antifreeze.

(left to right: RD, Glen Kirkland, Dean McKenzie–all of us senior high school teachers who started reading poetry together beginning in the late 1980s) My dear dead friends in Spiritus, a glorious performance poetry trio of the 1990s. We often … Continue reading →

Second Cup’s Holiday tea with its fruity scent always expresses/suggests Christmas for me. That and mulled wine. Interesting how a smell can evoke strong seasonal consciousness and memories.