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Saturday, November 16, 2019

The Sorting Room



In the Sorting Room ~ boxes 
filled with already sorted papers, binders and pages of decades, dusty from travel packed with naive writings and amateur water colours, outdated technology of music and treasures from friends and loved ones. These patient boxes and bags stand in assigned places 
~ waiting ~
for the next round of sorting.

“Every day is sort of a jigsaw puzzle. You have to make sure 
that you’re putting the most important things first.”
 ~ Julia Hartz, American entrepreneur

Friday, November 15, 2019

Not Amused

2:50 A.M……
It’s time to rise!

No, it’s definitely not……
I close my eyes

3:12 A.M…….
What about now?

Still not…..
Absolutely not!

It’s 3:30 now…..
What do you think?..

It’s really not…oh, well
I’ll go get a glass of juice to drink…

It’s 10:57 a.m.
and I’ve pushed things about

Drearily awake without much sleep ~
my furniture rearranged, I just want to pout.

“The worst thing in the world is to try to sleep and not to.”
~ F. Scott Fitzgerald

Thursday, November 14, 2019

Word Play


Playing ‘Catch up’ is like
playing leap frog backwards
jumping back to new words and ideas hoping to land squarely and remember 
los palabras y los frases
Slipping back and forth from 
cierto a falso
spelling and grammar sliding
sideways into wonderful new verbos!.

“Why it’s simply impassible!
Alice: Why, don’t you mean impossible?
Door: No, I mean impassible. (chuckles) Nothing’s impossible!”
~ Lewis Carroll,  Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland & 
Through the Looking-Glass

Wednesday, November 13, 2019

Book Review ~ Deep River Night by Patrick Lane

Gritty. Dark. In only 48 hours, sadness and shreds of hope intermingle with the stark realities of life in a B.C. lumber mill camp. A very timely read when we have just honoured our veterans. 

Here in B.C. we experience time changes twice a year. For some it disturbs moods or sleep, maybe both. For Art Kenning, this troubling story’s protagonist, his sleep and his moods were disturbed each day and every day. Sounds, smells and events could send him back to Paris, to Holland, to the muck and tragedy of war. Only whisky and opium could give him relief, even while he vowed to stop using both of them. Art is the camp’s medic several years after World War II when he had been a medic in his company. The camp’s boss, Claude Harper had been Art’s commanding officer in World War II. For Art, he had not stopped fighting the war, but his war was memories of his buddies doing despicable things. His war was that he had not stopped them. In the camp, although he lived alone he was the medic for anything that happened at the mill or in the small town, including the rough, tough and motley bunch at the mill barracks. Wang Po, the camp’s cook, who has come to terms with his own war traumas, is a centering figure throughout the story. He tolerates the racism from the men, shares his opium with Art, and is relied upon for calm wisdom. One boy, Joel, who had left his family to see more of the world, arrives in this mill town via rail car almost frozen, but had been saved by a stranger who kept him warm. This world he stumbled into, gave him job but was seldom kind to him, so his struggle was to learn the world with these men - some extremely unpleasant, some kind, some just ordinary men. 

Women had ‘their place’ in this microcosm of this small Canadian mill town. Most of them kept quiet, but occasionally one would speak up and then go on about her day. They did not, however, have much voice at all. They experienced severe abuse and neglect, especially Alice, a young First Nations girl. Stolen at age four from the back of a wagon by nuns, Alice had later been sold to the grocer for $50 from a residential school. She was locked up unless she was working in the store. Alice was an extremely vulnerable target for some of the more unsavoury men. Then there was Irene, isolated and abused, lost in her own mind, who died even though Art had stitched her many self inflicted wounds. Her husband, Jim McAllister and his friend, Ernie Reiner, quite literally disposed of her in the dump. This becomes a big part of Art's story and his personal redemption.

I was frustrated as I read the first few chapters of this book full of the details of everything from the leaves on the trees, the sounds of the forests and mill, and the hazy back and forth from war to the present. Aloud, I asked myself ‘Where is the story in this book!?” As soon as I voiced those words, I realized that all this detail that slowed me down, all the back and forth that threatened to confuse me is the story that tells of some of the crueler consequences of war, discrimination and violence. Young men damaged and lost to themselves and the world, but still alive. Woman and children dismissed and abused. Where is the hope in this book? It seemed as fragile at the voice of the women. Easily dismissed. For Art, despite all of his grief and pain, he was the person that was called, confident in his help when tragedy or illness struck. The hope was in Art’s innate kindness and respect for each life that he touched, coming whenever he was called, remembering those in need despite the fog in his head. The hope was that some women were able to speak up whether heard or not. The hope was that the vulnerable found safety and protection from unexpected people. 

This was Patrick Lane’s last book prior to his death in March of this year.
“To the men and women who came home from war only to find 
the poverty, injustice, inequality, and racism they had fought 
so hard to end. It is to their sacrifices we owe our lives.”
~ Patrick Lane (March 26, 1939 - March 09, 2019
(Deep River Night dedication page)

Title: Deep River Night
Author: Patrick Lane
Copyright: 2018
Publisher: McClelland & Steward
Type: Hard Cover
Format: Novel
ISBN: 978-0-7710-4817-3
EPUB ISBN: 978-0-7710-4818-0

Tuesday, November 12, 2019

It's Time ~1





It’s time to do ~ 
time 
to peel the dusty sweet onion
made of favourite old clothes,
wavering musical eight tracks and
still shiny journals full of knowledge
to put memories in their places
where they will always slow swirl 
around the edges of change to gradually 
settle into the soft silt of the past.



“Life is like an onion. You peel it off one 
layer at a time, and sometimes you weep.”
~ Carl Sandburg

Monday, November 11, 2019

On an Early Morning Walk ~ Little Enough




Early this morning, 
when I walked on my own
the waters were calm
silence gentled the day 
save a lone gull riding
a soft current of air while
peace reigned abroad on the land.

For the many that fought, for the 
many bodies and spirits that died,
thank you seems little enough
to allow me to walk on my own.

“We must find time to stop and thank the people 
who make a difference in our lives.”
~ John F. Kennedy

Sunday, November 10, 2019

Movie Review: Harriet directed by Kasi Lemmons

Many historical movies are dramatized so much that the true history of the main character becomes a very minor detail. I first heard of Harriet Tubman in relation to her role as a nurse in the U.S. Civil War. I also learned that Harriet Tubman, due to a head injury, possibly had epilepsy with visions and an occasional collapse. The movie Harriet depicts much greater depth to Harriet Tubman’s story. After some research this afternoon reading reviews and historical information I can tell you that the reviews are mixed and some of the story is not historically accurate. There are a couple of reasons for this that I could discern. The first is that Harriet (Cynthia Erivo) was, in fact, illiterate, with much information not written in her own hand. The second is that a life history, condensed into two hours on screen, has created a need to compress time. The two characters that were mainly composites of individuals from that time in history were Gideon Brodess (Joe Alwyn) and Marie Buchanan (Janelle Monaé). 

Despite any veering from historical accuracy, I enjoyed this movie. It was an accurate, if sometimes very brutal, depiction of a strong, courageous woman who became a staunch abolitionist before the Civil War, beginning with her own escape from her slave owners. Slave owners who should have freed her based on the legal wishes of their deceased father. This part is detailed at the beginning of the movie and signalled Minty’s (Araminta/Harriet) run to freedom. She left her husband, who was dubiously free in a hostile environment, afraid he would be re-enslaved if they were caught. I’m not sure many of us can imagine what a ‘run to freedom’ would entail, but some of the safe stops trailed by dogs and slave trackers, without out food or shelter made it very real. Harriet had to learn to hold her head high ‘look like she belonged', learn how to shoot, and learn how to dress. In short, learn how to protect herself in a very hostile world. She first fled to Philedelphia to the Abolitionist Society and later navigated the Underground Railroad and became a ‘conductor’ getting people to St. Catherines, Ont. After her first year of freedom, she returned to the plantation where her family was to bring her husband, John Tubman (Zachary Momoh) to freedom. Things did not go as planned. He had remarried thinking her drowned after she jumped off a bridge to avoid the slave trackers. Questioning her God, whom she had complete faith in, she was torn as to her next steps. Back in slave country, her husband lost to her, it was her brothers and three others that she led to safety in Philadelphia. In her long years as an abolitionist aka Moses, she led at least 70 slaves out of slavery. Her mission continued with the Union Army in many roles. Spy, nurse, and the first woman to lead an armed expedition in the Civil War. 750 slaves were freed in that action. She survived it all and died at age 91 in 1913.

Harriet Tubman’s life was full and extraordinary. To pack such a life into a limited two hours took, in my mind, great skill. I am torn to discount any fictions that were created if it furthered our awareness of Harriet Tubman’s story.

“Many of you don’t know slavery first-hand. But I remember. 
I’ve heard their groans, heard their tears.”
~ Harriet Tubman, Harriet - the movie
(speaking to the Abolitionist Society)

Directed by Kasi Lemmons 

Writing Credits: Gregory Allen Howard
                         Kasi Lemmons

Partial Cast
Cynthia Erivo - Harriet Tubman (Minty)
Zachary Momoh - John Tubman, Harriet’s husband
Michael Marunde - Edward Brodess
Jennifer Nettles - Eliza Brodess, plantation owner’s wife
Joe Alwyn - Gideon Brodess, plantation owner’s son
Clarke Peters - Ben Ross, Harriet’s father
Vanessa Bell Calloway - Rit Ross, Harriet’s mother
Leslie Odom Jr. - William Still
Janelle Monaé - Marie Buchanan
Vondie Curtis-Hall - Reverend Green, pastor on plantation
Henry Hunter Hall - Walter, slave tracker
Omar J. Dorsey - Bigger Long, slave tracker