Wednesday, April 12, 2017

in search of a lost chord

the gravitational anomalies that are
recorded in the white paint in the
time that the paint took to
navigate the sea of other colours
will allow the exact time and
location in this universe
that the painting was made

Saturday, January 30, 2016


when love is learning
how might the chips
fall differently ?
when watching the 
moon-rise at midnight
knowing the moon will see
the sunrise
when nostalgia is included
in the definition of love
of course the senate has to be
 a squabble fest‎
"sober second thought"
a discussion from 
different perspectives‎
not a rubber stamp‎
Coco and 2%- no sugar
Scotch‎ for the pain
and imagining the 
small boat‎ fishery
off the west coast of
Scotland and kneeling
as pain relief 
mistaken for 
 pity the trusting
and the desparate
for they were taken in
and that's our roots so
what's wrong with
love as learning and
change as a consequence
because chips will always fall 
as they may‎
and on the
Ile of Islay‎

Friday, October 23, 2015

Tuesday, October 6, 2015

What would Kali think?

neutrinos have mass... and attitude

Zen and the Art of Tractor Maintenance

zen and the art when
you take them apart
without serious damage
to either
and remove the rust
and the mistakes of another
and take time to ponder
with sanders and grinders
wire wheels and air chisels
just what might constitute
a long term solution
to the rust and the canyon
while soaking the parks
to soften old lead
then epoxy with fibre
and aluminum paint
then grey with sienna
and ureka the floor mats
cut into strips to
fill up the canyon
with rubber and air
instead of sheet metal
and rub everything
with bedding compound
like tucking it in
with a sigh of relief
and thanks to the makers
for integrity

Thursday, September 17, 2015

White Pine both young and old

walking in the woods
looking for the seedlings
planted this spring
a gang of deer
took off
with a few flashes
of white
I Listen to
Mother Nature
for advise on
forest husbandry
and find the
White Pine youngsters
thriving in their new

This White Pine‎ from which this board
was cut germinated about 400 years ago.
I salvaged it when I was 25 for
cupboards in the house that I was building.
It was from the attic floor of a 150 year-old stone
Georgian farm house‎ near Streetsville
where I grew up.
The old White Pine may have grown up
in the woods where I have lived for
35 years. The original forest here included 
White Oak and White Pine 
but the regrowth has become predominantly Maple.
This old Pine and it's neighbour's were
also cut into timbers for the farm's
barns, some of which are looking on from
the woodshed and tractor Taj.
 I touch the‎ Pine every day in
the kitchen‎ cupboards ‎. 
‎The 24x21 in. piece that i'm painting
and carving was part of one end
of the original kitchen cabinets which
have subsequently been rebuilt
with Butternut, Beech and Ash
from the property‎.
It's a perfect late summer day
for hanging out with the forest creatures 
while bring in the  firewood
but a valve stem let go 
on one of the
1939 tractors so
one form of bliss
is exchanged 
for another