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The Sun Rises in Reykjavik
This is Reykjavik. I’ve left the farm, but Tra la la, down through the heart I go. The Heart’s Way Apartment staircase in Reykjavik … and peek out through the heart’s window … What Your Blood Sees...
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Writing With Light
The blue sky? The yellow bird? The green pine? Female American Goldfinch in a Lodgepole Pine the Beetles Missed Big Bar Lake Hardly. Those are properties of human sight, and of American Goldfinch sight...
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The Use of Poetry
Folktale is a funny kind of memory. It remembers what bodies remember, but not what the mind makes of that. That is a different tradition. These things have consequences, though. If writing in Canadian...
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Look how we got things wrong with our cool scientific thinking. Great thinking, but still, look how we got things wrong. What I mean is, scientific thinking has allowed for close study […]
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