There are tricksters and there is hunger, and where the tale ends and the brutal truth begins there was Fox, serviette tucked in, belt sinched tight in Mobius strips, russet shadow at rabbits steps. Ah Rabbit weary of time, long eared embers flicker from these faded phonographs of memory, hop hesitant onto the path – [...]
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Wolf Sutra
September 22, 2008The eve of Canada day…
July 1, 2008Vertigo in the dark. Depths spinning between these hutches of glass and light. Vancouver cityscape, a self referential precipice, divine and infinite.
“These,” it’s eyes twinkle, looking up from a kit model of the golden gate bridge, “are the ghosts of old friends, waiting upon the hour of their reunion.”
Gibson reflects “Every object [...]
Fading Forest Fables – Chapter 2 – Bear’s Bedtime Story
June 9, 2008Fading Forest Fables
Short stories for other people’s children.
Chapter 2 – Bear’s Bedtime Story
On the third night that Fox cried in her sleep it occurred to Bear that in many ways she was closer to him than his parents. It was such a long time since he had seen them last; far away in the [...]
Fading Forest Fables – Chapter 1 – Horses
June 25, 2007Fading Forest Fables
Short stories for other people’s children.
Chapter 1 – Horses
Fox found it, but Bear loved it best. Crooked and half submerged in a lagoon, where saltwater ate ancient trees and rusted iron girders. Fox named them “merry-go-round-horses” and said long ago they danced, and that children would ride in circles upon them.
Bear liked children. [...]
