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Poet & Impresario IAN FERRIER taken too soon…

This is the effect Ian has. I adored and respected and admired this kind and gentle ma so much; dear friend, poet, collaborator and indefatigable language art instigator. Singer. Influencer. I will miss that singular voice. Effect. Sadly Ian left this mortal coil Friday November 3rd. Much love and condolences to all his friends and […]

WE SOAR

“We will soar, for we are armed knowing where the lies land us.” My son and I recently visited New York and the 9/11 memorial, which was equally eerie and moving.  Though effectively a tourist attraction, it was beautiful, evocative and respectful of the souls lost. I wrote the poem below a couple of years after […]

ARSONISTS AT HEART

As my heart breaks, I send love and best wishes to friends and family in affected areas and a work in progress from my forthcoming collection. Not much solace sorry, just truth telling. ARSONISTS AT HEART Supercharged ambiguity, uncertainty in overdrive, the opacity of an interminable summer of corrosive fumes obscures culpability as we mince […]

Language in my Blood, language in my Bones

Apparently, I’m a throwback. Shared this with my long-lost sisters. Now I can tell those who ask where I acquired my bent for writing; my DNA! Brushing up on Scottish history, I found reference to Robert Fergusson, the poet. I only discovered five years ago that I’m a Ferguson and descended from a long line […]

Crime Was Never Truer…

I had the privilege of visiting my best friend in New York City recently. A year younger, Cathy was my sisters’ classmate and came over to our house one day after school. We smoked pot, blasted tunes and danced. We clicked, and have engaged in a strong bond ever since. We were 15 and 16. That […]

Crime was never truer…

FOUR THUMBS OUT For Cathy   Crime was never truer. Vaguely aware though thoroughly unconcerned, fresh meat risk takers roamed BC highways for two prolonged teenage months.   With haplessness and gall we made it all the way to Prince Rupert, partying enhanced by lingering dusks and belated sun downs.   What saved us from […]

Because Murder Is Wrong…

Been a while, thought I should come up with a blog entry, such as it is; my blog I mean. Recently had my meagre pension clawed back, which came as quite a shock. Apparently I’m not impoverished enough. As little as I earned last year I still owed CRA money. I will consult with an […]

“I Am Large, I Contain Multitudes.” And Modes.

There was a period in my life when I felt like an utter failure. Like so many others I’d migrated to Los Angeles with every intention of being a star. A rock star. That’s how naïve I was. I tried, got tantalizingly close to the fabled brass ring but not close enough. I fell into […]

The Life Force…

Someone made a meme with this artwork by Lily Seika Jones, had to share. As a woman, brought up to always be ‘nice,’ I bear in mind that every creature on this planet, no matter how tiny is equally fierce; entitled to, and WILL fight to the death when necessary. The life force? Happy Year […]

“FIRST COMES MARY”-SLAYING THE PATRIARCHY & SO LONG 2022!

“If I’d been the Virgin Mary I would have said No.”-Stevie Smith. A pretty good year, aside from a certain amount of stress and chaos. I got to go on a long overdue book launch celebration tour of “Skookum Raven,” visiting long lost friends along the way; Victoria, Salt Spring Island, Winnipeg, Bowen Island and […]