Sunday, January 25, 2015

A collaborative poetry map project taking shape called Land of Living Haiku. I'm part of the founding group and it's very new, but you can follow along if you like. We'll see where it goes!  

Here's a link to a google map poem

...I plotted and wrote called Road to the West Arm Mine. Each of the fourteen lines on the left of the map describes one of the fourteen stops along the road. The challenge was to make it hang together as a poem. It was a real trip!

See the previous post if you wish to know what inspired me to start playing around with these maps.

Friday, January 23, 2015

Experiencing the poems Reading the Don, a chapbook published by Gesture Press "on the occasion of the Fourth Lost River's Poetry Walk from Riverdale Park to Corktown Common, September 21, 2014," was a true pleasure. An adventure, really, and it's not over.

These poems by Maureen Scott Harris, Maureen Hynes, Anita Lahey, Dilys Leman, and Nicholas Power, are meditations on and channels of the Don River: quick and reflective, navigable and surprising.

Exploring the list of related links at the back led to an unexpected after-experience, the "Reading the Don" google map of the reading route causing me to go back into the poems as if I were on a quest. When I clicked on the satellite view and zoomed in on where Maureen Scott Harris had read "Three Views of the Don River," I pictured her, the creator, sitting on the riverbank, the poem coming to life, and I read the poem again with the aerial view open before me. I was well above the Don River, at the level of a soaring red-tailed hawk, well above the "chickadee, kinglet, red cardinal" and the others, the river flowing through the words while the place remained frozen in time before me. It was both exciting and unsettling. I've been thinking about it for hours now.

Wednesday, January 07, 2015

The magpies are courting

...this morning. There were six magpies in the yard a short while ago, five of which were in the mountain ash on the east side of the yard, two of them perched quite close together. One of the two plucked off a berry and gently fed it to the other. Then it plucked off another and fed the other again, the recipient not begging exactly, but looking expectant. I wasn't able to get a pic, but I'll be more prepared next time if I'm lucky enough to see this happen again. I searched online and learned that this is typical pair bonding behavior. And I see that the magpie courtship dance I observed last year took place on January 16, so I guess it's time. What a lovely sight to behold on such a cold day.

Wednesday, December 31, 2014

The last book I bought in 2014 on the top. It arrived the other day. 

As I placed it on this stack of books, all of which I look forward to reading but haven't sat down with yet, I thought about all the reading I did this year. Poems with morning coffee, work and project-related reading during the day, nonfiction on the bike, a novel or short stories at night. Every word an adventure. Thank you to the writers.

Thank you for reading. All the best in your journeys in 2015.