Monday, March 30, 2009

14 reasons

...why 14 Tractors by Gerald Hill means a lot to me:

1. Because it reminds me of the farm where I grew up.

2. Because it reminds me of play. I liked playing with toy tractors when I was small. Moving earth. I didn't think much of dolls.

3. Because it reminds me of time spent on a tractor. When I was a teenager, I began driving a Massey 1500 4wd. And later, maybe the 1805. I can't remember for sure. Regardless, it was a beauty to drive.

4. Because it reminds me of the songs I'd sing while cultivating a field. I listened to CHAB. Trooper was big at the time. Mostly I'd listen to tapes. Rough Trade over and over. Their lyrics had great influence on the poems I was writing at the time.

5. Because it reminds me of how much I loved the power of the tractor. I remember a particular hill on the east side of Bone Coulee that I'd drive up and at the summit all I could see was sky. Then I'd turn right.

6. Because it reminds me of the gift of imagination. Tractors mean daydreams. Ideas. Risk. Luck. I almost hit a power pole with the cultivator. I had a flat on the cultivator once and didn't notice it was pulling heavy. I learned to pay closer attention.

7. Because it reminds me of the value of work. Of all that can be learned when you get your hands dirty.

8. Because it reminds me that things break down. That things can be fixed.

9. Because it reminds me of the summer when Shelley Sopher photographed the tractors in this book. Gerry was asking questions about the tractors. They let me tag along. I was working on Cantos From Wolverine Creek at the time. While Shelley took photos and Gerry interviewed, I was inside the buildings looking around. The poems "Chop Bin," "Stelcoat Barn," "Diesel" and "Fear" all began that day. The poems "Birthing" and "Nuthatch" contain tractors and also came out of that time.

10. Because several stories of my family appear in 14 Tractors.

11. Because it reminds me of the summer I listened to my family tell these stories for the sake of 14 Tractors. Some stories I remembered. Others were new to me. There was lots of laughing. We were sitting outside. It was hot. I had a computer on my lap. Wireless highspeed. How things change.

12. Because three of my photos are included in 14 Tractors. These photos are important to me not because they're mine, but because the two Case 600s in the photos have been on the farm longer than I've been alive. They're tough. They still work like a charm.

13. Because I was paired with the author of 14 Tractors back in 2001 in the Saskatchewan Writers Guild mentorship program. He's a wonderful mentor. He helped me find a way into the writing community. And here I am.

14. Because the author of 14 Tractors is a wonderful friend.


14 Tractors came in the mail today. I haven't had a chance to read it all yet, but going by what I've read so far I think it's safe to say I'll have another 14 reasons in no time.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Heads up! 30 in 30

...is a brilliant new project over at Seen Reading. 30 in 30 is a collection of audio recordings submitted by thirty Canadian poets in celebration of National Poetry Month. I'm delighted to be one of the thirty. But there's more to it. Much more. Check it out. This has the potential to be a great poetry performance archive and a great resource.

I recorded my readings on Friday. What a challenge that was! We live on a snowmobile route, but never before did I realize just how much snowmobile traffic we get. Unreal. To top it off, the poor husky up the street was howling like there was no tomorrow. It took forever to get a couple clean recordings.

So come April 1, have a listen. You'll never guess what I picked to read. And I can't wait to hear the others.

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March 29
Here's Julie Wilson's 30 in 30 intro that she just posted. She posted a teaser trailer as well. Sounds mighty good. I'm slated for April 6.

Monday, March 16, 2009

So this was the view

...from my office window this morning as our street was being cleared of the weekend's snow.


Hats off to them for keeping our streets in such great shape year round. And good luck to them, as we're currently under a snowfall warning. That's why the pic is so grey. There's snow in the forecast for next weekend as well. Oh well. I like winter. It can stay as long as it likes.

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Picked up a nice package at the post office today. Part of my book order arrived. Expressway by Sina Queyras and Grass, Sky, Song by Trevor Herriot.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Creative cultural destruction

...is, thanks to this article, what I'll now call what's happening around me. The article doesn't say anything too new, but it does sum things up nicely. I've been playing in that liminal space between offline and online for quite some time now. I've been watching others play in it. And I've been paying attention to those in the Canlit scene who don't since, really, they're in the digital world just the same. They're on the sites of publishers, agents and booksellers. Their interviews can be found on blogs. I've been thinking about them this morning as I tend to this blog. I bet in the time it takes me to finish this post at least one of them will have written a brilliant first line for what will be a brilliant poem. And this post? I know. Like the article, I haven't said anything too new.

Saturday, March 07, 2009

Stopgap

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March 8 - H photographed the bat in this video when we were in La Ronge a couple years ago. It brought back memories of warm nights on the farm when I'd sit and watch bats swoop in and out of the range of the yard light. Moths everywhere. Crickets. The howling of coyotes west of the yard. And south. A more distant howling in the east. Stars.

Lately I've been following the news of the deadly white-nosed syndrome in bats and the proposed stopgap measures that will soon be tested at a hibernation site in Manitoba. More here.

Wondering whereabouts, I googled. I read about the research on bats in Manitoba. About bat banding in Manitoba. About bat banding in general. About alternatives to bands. About tattooing bats. Microchips. And so on.

Today I found a CBC story on white-nosed syndrome that gives more details about the heated boxes and how the bats will be monitored. No doubt all this stuff will be on my mind the next time I see bats. I'll wonder and worry. And it will be dark. But not completely.

Tuesday, March 03, 2009

The sky is heavy

...and ready to snow. I was in the studio a little while ago, having a cinnamon bun and tea when this magpie came along. I asked H to take its pic.


The pic marks a point in time. It will remind me of the plans we just made. Of the poem I just read. Of the bun. The sweet centre.