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Grow Mercy

Last Build Date: Sun, 21 May 2017 17:47:35 +0000


How to be good at life – a one point plan

Sun, 21 May 2017 17:05:52 +0000

In 1971 I sat in The Spingside Café with a friend drinking carafe-scorched coffee, listening to some old guys across the aisle talking: “No, it was the winter of ‘57 when the snow was that deep. I remember ‘cause I couldn’t get half my crop in.” “Oh hell, the years are running together on me,”...

Where I interview an aging man who hopes to pass a life exam

Sun, 07 May 2017 15:43:47 +0000

Lac Ste Anne, Alberta  December, 2016 Life is short, but how trite to say… What do you mean? I mean we say this but rarely think it through, which makes it hackneyed, trite. What would it mean to untrite it? Well, nobody really wants to sleep walk through their days. Life is short could be...

Your soul has a wide genealogy quite apart from you

Wed, 19 Apr 2017 18:44:21 +0000

When I grow heartsick by the convulsions of this world; hopeless by the egos holding our earth hostage; helpless by the spectre of nuclear winter, I go to the ocean. I stand at the shore with stones and seaweed. I attach prayers to seashells and release them to the water. I watch them ride up...

Some hard reality for dreamers – and a warning for the rest of us

Sat, 01 Apr 2017 13:25:33 +0000

Happy April 1st, and happy Poetry Month!    And here’s a slightly edited version: Have you had it up to herewith all those creative-come-mystic types going on about the quiet wonder of the quotidian? Do you, too, cringe when you read the reviews? Poet enters into the everyday and emerges enrapt.Artist finds numinous splendour in...