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How much irony can one take? I ran away to get away from my Father but, I only fell in-likeness with a reflection of him. At first it was quite beautiful, not caring and witnessing him as I opened my tired eyes. But as I grew farther away from the one man I hated I grew closer to a younger version of him. He was something I craved for - a bad boy. He had such a pretty face, marble blue eyes and honey coloured hair. He also had God-like hands that easily explored my body. He smelled like the ocean, so calm and quiet. He was what I adored, wanted, needed and craved for. And, just as I thought irony ended it spat more in my face. He was like my silent addiction. Just like the one my father and him shared. As pure as the cocaine their body craved, I wanted our hearts to beat to the same rhythm. Was it even humanly possible to love a reflection of someone you HATED? But then again was I that rude to assume I was human? What if I was a lost soul, a sad ghost or a hideous monster? He always g...

If I slip now If my tongue is brash If my thoughts betray If my feet numb If I fall If my tongue If the shell cracks If our knees touch If words fail If our eyes meet If my heart softens If the sun If tongue If word If numb If heart skin tongue word embrace Fall I will deny it all (from Slip . Poems by Sina Queyras ) - See: Writers Poetry :: note :: ... reading this while writing previous post ... they were (to me) connected ...

The mob within the heart Police cannot suppress The riot given at the first Is authorized as peace Uncertified of scene Or signified of sound But growing like a hurricane In a congenial ground - Emily Dickinson (1745) from The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson edited by Thomas H. Johnson 1960

SASKATOON - Booker Prize-winning author Yann Martel is heading to Saskatoon to be the writer in residence at the Saskatoon Public Library. . . . "He's so looking forward to being in Saskatoon," Martel's publicist Sharon Klein told the Saskatoon StarPhoenix. "It's going to be very nice for him to stay put in a great city in Canada where he hasn't lived before." "I've really been intrigued by those big skies -- those big, big skies, those brooding landscapes. (Saskatoon Star Phoenix) :: comment :: . . . never heard of anyone who doesn't live in Saskatoon describe it as a great city . . . welcome . . . maybe a great place to write . . . sure want my students to talk to him about the accusations of plagiarism . . . how an artist handles such charges & what lingering impact such statements have on future writings . . .

Eric Drooker Graphics "The genesis of a graphic novel is strikingly similar in conception and construction to any conventional novel. Even a novel told solely in pictures must feature characters who live, breathe, and evolve as they are touched by their environment" Graphic Novels Speak Louder Than Words. The graphic novel is so young no one is sure what it really can do. Six new books show some possibilities. By Nick Hornby. [ New York Times: Books ]

"For the Swedish Academy, which will present Mr. Kertesz with the Nobel Prize in Stockholm on Dec. 10, this view is also what distinguishes his writing from that of some other Holocaust survivors. "For him, Auschwitz is not an exceptional occurrence that, like an alien body, subsists outside the normal history of Western Europe," it said in its citation. "It is the ultimate truth about human degradation in modern existence."" more . . .

Roy Miki , Fred Wah , Roy Kiyooka . . . voices from the past heard anew . . . check out Surrender . . . new hours of returning to 'old' wor(l)ds . . . Roy Miki, Vancouver, for Surrender (The Mercury Press; distributed by Fraser Direct) (ISBN 1-55128-095-7) In an exemplary fashion, Roy Miki responds to this century through political, intellectual and emotional word-play. This work challenges and disturbs, upsets and disorients official language and official history relating to the internment of Japanese-Canadians in the 1940s. Surrender explodes the notion of the documentary by infusing it with luscious imagery, poignant memory and social wit.(Governor General Literary Awards )

"Loves in caves are love." [ CHANGE THE FORMS IN DREAMS from Disobedience by Alice Notley] "Indeed her nearly 300-page epic of a voice, dream journal of a pre-menopausal expatriate, autochthonous issue of a visionary comic poet as as 'bitterness in chunks' sounds like nothing else. But Notley is called to find 'a holy story . . . that satisfies without the temporality of successive pages, the terrible linearity of all these successive books' with a conviction . . ." more. . .