March 2009
Hamilton Reading - June 7
March 27, 2009 by admin · Leave a Comment
Hamilton, Ontario:
Reading sponsored by the Hamilton Poetry Centre’s LiT LiVe series.
June 7, 2009, 7:30 p.m.
Sky Dragon Centre
27 King William Street in downtown Hamilton between Janus Street North and Hughson Street http://www.skydragon.org/html/about.html
For more information, contact: Susan Evans Shaw
Email: susan@nas.net
London Reading - May 27
March 26, 2009 by admin · Leave a Comment
With Clyde Reed, bass player *
London, Ontario:
London Public Library
167 Wortley Road, London, Ontario N6C 3P6
May 27, 2009 at 7:30 p.m
Contact: Carolyn Doyle
Email: carolyn.doyle@lpl.london.on.ca
Phone: 519.439.6240
* Clyde Reed is a creative music bass stalwart of the Vancouver BC music scene and an economics professor at SFU. He is one of the founders of the NOW Orchestra and has performed with Barry Guy, Leo Smith and Bobby Bradford among others. He has played at several international jazz festivals including Berlin and Lisbon and regularly at the Vancouver Jazz Festival.
Toronto Reading - May 26
March 26, 2009 by admin · Leave a Comment
With Clyde Reed, bass player *
Sponsored by the Art Bar Reading Series
Tuesday, May 26, 2009 at 8:00 p.m.
Free
At Clinton’s, 693 Bloor Street West
(by Christie subway station)
For information see www.artbar.org or email Heather Cadsby at hdrc@sympatico.ca
Also reading: Mike Lipsius and Matthew Tierney
* Clyde Reed is a creative music bass stalwart of the Vancouver BC music scene and an economics professor at SFU. He is one of the founders of the NOW Orchestra and has performed with Barry Guy, Leo Smith and Bobby Bradford among others. He has played at several international jazz festivals including Berlin and Lisbon and regularly at the Vancouver Jazz Festival.
Turning Left to the Ladies
March 24, 2009 by admin · Leave a Comment
Spy
I parachute into man’s country,
hoist my beer in the bar as if native.
Cool, I talk shop, stand as they stand,
not quite sure
of the cocky swing of hips,
lift of the glass in a loud bass,
confidence laughing.
This is the world of the knowing.
It’s only a small slip into a minor key
when I turn left to go to the Ladies.
Poetry A Well-Mannered Storm: The Glenn Gould Poems
March 23, 2009 by admin · Leave a Comment
The image of me out there – Ice Man –
it’s only image. I don’t want to show
how it all comes from the blood, from inside, you know?
I only tell you this now because I’m drunk on sound.
Tomorrow I will deny it.
Blood? What blood? I am Bach
In Fine Form: The Canadian Book of Form Poetry
March 22, 2009 by admin · Leave a Comment
Vancouver Reading
March 21, 2009 by admin · Leave a Comment
North Vancouver, BC:
32 Books
with Shannon Stewart (Penny Dreadful)
(date to be decided)
Contact: Deb McVittie (deb@32books.com)
Emily Carr: Rebel Artist
March 21, 2009 by admin · Leave a Comment
“The more isolated Emily felt from her family, the more she clung to the idea of painting. No doubt her sisters saw it as a mere hobby, a pastime. But Emily’s dream of becoming an artist was nurtured by the French painter C.A. de L’Aubinière and his English artist-wife, Georgina, who probably taught Emily briefly in 1886.
She was in awe of them because they were the first ‘real’ artists she had met – but she was oddly disappointed when she saw their pictures. Their landscapes did not seem at all Canadian to her, though no one yet knew exactly what a ‘Canadian’ painting should look like. In the European tradition, landscapes were panoramas of peaceful meadows with the odd tree, a cow perhaps, beside a quiet stream. They didn’t look at all like the British Columbia Emily knew, where, just outside the city, endless acres of trees towered above an almost impenetrable undergrowth, and the cow was in her back yard.
Nonetheless, the two Europeans sowed a seed that made Emily sling an old pair of shoes across her rafters. Now, every time she had a little money she pushed it into the shoes. She had a plan.”
Inward to the Bones: Georgia O’Keeffe’s Journey with Emily Carr
March 20, 2009 by admin · Leave a Comment
Emily talks of Freud.
I hate him.
It was this new man, Freud,
who made them see only sex
in my paintings.
But Emily slows me down,
shows me
the flowering of ribs and pelvis I painted today.
Here is your desire, she says.
See how you have wished it upon paper.
It is a woman’s mind, a woman’s hand, a woman’s voice
and you didn’t even know.
See how it shines from the inside, out.
Kate Braid, in Inward to the Bones: Georgia O’Keeffe’s Journey with Emily Carr
Covering Rough Ground
March 19, 2009 by admin · Leave a Comment
Some hips are made for bearing
children, built like stools
square and easy, right
for the passage of birth.
Others are built like mine.
A child’s head might never pass
but load me up with two-by-fours
and watch me
bear.
When the men carry sacks of concrete
they hold them high, like boys.
I bear mine low, like a girl
on small, strong hips
built for the birth
of buildings.






