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RunHaiku for Ultramarathons
If running is about the joy, freedom, and simplicity of movement, ultramarathons (technically anything over a marathon’s 42.2km distance) push running to the point of absurdity. Why do they do it? Fortunately ultramarathon runners have many hours to consider this very question. Here’s some poetry to motivate your next big adventure.
Public Poetry on a Friday Night
Join us Friday, April 21, 7:30pm at The Public in Steinbch for some poetry! I’m excited to hear words from some incredible local poets, including Sarah Ens and Luann Hiebert and others! I’m also honoured to be able to share some words of my own. We’ll be bringing back the Beer Haiku challenge for big…
Longest Night Run 2022 Recap
For five years we’ve spent the winter solstice running through the night. In our community, the calendar has become marked by the Longest Night Run overnight relay, each of the 16 hours of darkness a reminder of past hours and miles spent together in the cold dark. We’ve remembered the joys as well as the…
Pocket Poetry
The workshop (uh, dining room table) has been busy lately, as I’ve been bringing some of my poetry to life by way of handmade zines featuring the RunHaiku poetry I’ve been producing over the past few years. Hand-drawn, -cut, and -bound, these little books were a lot of fun to put together, and are available…
Nocturnal Songs
So [hope] makes a homeIn the deep shadowsWhere it waits to be foundBy those who need it most – David Gate # Lately I’ve taken note of the melancholy songs who, in Wendell Berry’s words, “don’t disturb the stillness from where they came.” Maybe they’re nocturnal songs, who hide out in the shadows. Spencer LaJoye‘s…
Poetry Reading Saturday at The Public
Friends, we’re having ourselves a POETRY READING on Saturday, Apr 30. And you should come! Location: The Public Brewhouse and Gallery (301 Main St. Steinbach)Date: Saturday, Apr 30, 2pm (till about 3:30 or so)What’s happening: Readings of poetry from my new book, as well as readings from special guests. And local beer on tap. And…
Active Art
I’ve been inspired the past few years by folks who combine activity and art, sport and expression. Sport in itself is an expression (Chariots of Fire, “when I run, I feel God’s pleasure,” anyone?), but when an artist combines a physical activity with another medium, I find the results interesting. Here are a few artists…
The Peace of Wild Things
In this week of stress and uncertainty, my morning ritual has been essential. Leaving the house, weaving down familiar trails under the vast dawn sky, this poem by Wendell Berry has surfaced day after day. The Peace of Wild Thingsby Wendell Berry When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the…
Pouring Milk
VermeerSo long as that woman from the Rijksmuseum in painted quiet and concentration keeps pouring milk day after day from the pitcher to the bowl the World hasn’t earned the world’s end. Wisława Szymborska trans. Clare Cavanagh & Stanisław Barańczak Most of life, as you’ve probably also learned by now, is ordinary. The extraordinary highs (as…
Loaves and Fishes
I was introduced to the work of David Whyte recently. In reading his poetry, I came across a beautiful little poem called Loaves and Fishes. This is not the age of information. This is not the age of information. Forget the news, and the radio, and the blurred screen. This is the time of loaves…