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(scene of absurd fall) Two dopes delivering something next door last week let plastic sheets go flying all over the crescent. True terminally lazy dopes. I picked up what I could of the sheets and dropped them over my gate. … Continue reading →

(on left) my father, Delmar (Del) Vernon Davies (1926-1998), in Royal Canadian Navy (Sept. 9, 1943 to Apr. 23, 1946 and–in its Reserve–Sept. 13, 1960 to Sept. 12, 1965). He also served in the Royal Canadian Air Force from Mar. … Continue reading →

(photograph and handwritten copy from In Flanders Fields by Lt.-Col.John McCrae, M.D., Toronto: William Briggs ed.) McCrae used “grow” instead of “blow” in this copy/version.

He lay back, hands behind his head, certain of so much in this unguarded moment. he and the dog, similarly assured and quite comfortable with their lots in life. A winter afternoon thru curtain sheers, an illuminated poet with pet, … Continue reading →

Sensibility is a key construct which people once were more interested in cultivating and developing. As Sven Birkerts describes it, it is, on one level, a range of fine feelings and ability to make distinctions (whether moral or aesthetic, etc.). … Continue reading →

‘Tis in the information and knowing, like so much else, as I discussed in previous early entries… Ultimate sensibility is basically a blend and/or union of the experiences of sensitivity to sensory stimuli (the physical, empirical, phenomenological world) and/with consciousness … Continue reading →

grey november sky park benches etched in snow wind strokes the last robin’s wing breath warm & then gone like a memory lovers lost in each other’s eyes we walk beside the river & dream of hibernation ……………………………. 1st published … Continue reading →

Indubitably, Ottawa-born Bruce Cockburn (1945-), of course. Bruce’s still-active half-century performing career, travels abroad, 31 albums, recent 9-disc boxset, 12 Junos, 8 honorary degrees have long merited attention. He has also won the Office of the Order of Canada, the … Continue reading →

Arguably, Joni Mitchell’s most mature, poetic album, period, and my personal favourite. In 10 great songs, she explores her ’50s prairie childhood and teen years, child sexual abuse, youthful idealism and freedom, ‘dirty work’ women workers of the world finding romance and freedom … Continue reading →

A really nice, smart, U.K. ’70s ‘art film’ which defies conventionality. About a successful European novelist’s (Michael Caine) relationship with his spirited sexy wife (Glenda Jackson) and a mysterious young man rival (Helmut Berger) who is both a gigolo and thief. … Continue reading →