Author: Pearl

  • After-Movie Contentment

    after movie contentment

    Ah, Paris. Or does popcorn have the same tryptophan/serotonin as turkey? Or it might have been the company.

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  • Late Night Mural

    late night mural
    as traffic light flash past joining a semblance of another natural world.

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  • Lunch break

    lunch break

    UV index 9. Sunscreen SPF 30.

    Reading in park: The Little Seamstress by Phil Hall (Pedlar Press, 2010), Three Words Per Poem by Gregory Betts and others, [including myself] (Pooka Press, 2011), Linden Lea by rob mclennan (Grey Borders Books, 2011) and My Life by Lyn Hejinian.

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  • Cilantro toes

    cilantro toes
    better than popsicle toes

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    sooc, under 2 months to go.

  • Small Press Fair Finds

    small press fair finds
    Some of the papery things that I got (or could have got but already had) at the Ottawa small press fair: Sweet by Dani Couture (Pedlar), The Little Seamstress by Phil Hall (Pedlar), Swallowing Spiders Whole by Warren Dean Fulton (Poems-for-All), Ivan's Birches by Barry Dempster (Pedlar) She May be Weary by Cameron Anstee (St. Andrew's Books), In/words issue 10.2, The Others Raisd in Me by Gregory Betts (Pedlar), Last Call by Warren Dean Fulton (pooka press broadsheet) Chromatic Beliefs (Tree Press/Phafours), Missing Persons by rob mclennan (mercury) Accidentals by Claudia Coutu Radmore (Apt. 9), re dis un cover by Pearl Pirie (pahfours), Active Pass by Jane Monroe (Pedlar), Exit Interview by Jim Smith (Apt. 9), Postscripts to Darkness edited by Sean Moreland and Dominik Parisien (Ex Hubris Imprints)

    Don't think I even made it around to half the tables this round. But I made back the money to have a table, covered all I bought and still had dozens of dollars left over.

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  • Rain subsiding

    rain

    Most of this storm is behind us now.

    It's not unreal enough to be surreal, just real enough to be a photoshop disaster when I replaced the window with another — the drops are dinosaur ginormous and light is coming from the wrong direction and masking my hair is just wrong but it's done and I'm done with it.

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  • Balled that Up

    balled that up
    Whatever it was that went thru the wash, at least it's the wrong color to be another cheque. And it matches our violas. Because mistakes should always be coordinated with one's garden doncha know?

    Funny how for the last few months the heat to my extremities is improved. My hands are often warm and pink instead of grey as the dead.

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  • Pooka Pub Crawl

    pub crawl
    Just after midnight, the pub remarkably crowded for a Tuesday night.

    Did we remember to look for Harvey?
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  • Some Rubies

    some rubies
    Tuesday writing circle

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