Riddle Fence #4

How wonderful to be asked to read for the launch of Newfoundland's literary journal Riddle Fence. So, you missed it? At the Ship Inn (um, Pub) past monday. Readings by such exuberant writer/readers as: George Murray, Craig Francis Power, Catherine Safer. A grand evening.

Fortis - the Grinch that wants to steal St. John's

Fortis - the grinch of St. John's - part 1

One day, children, Santa will not come to St. John's.

No - NO - Why?

Well see, he'll not see any chimneys, he'll not see the houses shouldering each other on steep hills, eyebrows cocked toward the harbour. Sure, he won't see the harbour, boys and girls, and neither will yee.

Sure, that's not possible. Everyone knows that St. John's is special - we're not like every other city, no. People want to come here because we're special, no?

Aye, but some people, some groups of people want to, well, get rich and shag our harbour and public views.

NO.. but who'd be such a grinch?

These days it'd be Fortis.

Fart ass?

No, Fortis, child.

What's a Fortis?

Fortis, child is a corporation is looking to abuse the city regulations.

What City regulations are they?

Regulations that were fought hard and true years ago to save a few heritage buildings for you and yours to come.

And what does this Fortis want to do?

They want to tear down a block of historic buildings - in a designated heritage zone - and build a 15-storey office block.

Nay, they can't do that, can they?

Supposedly not. But then, well, money talks.

But isn't there somewhere else they can build an office tower?

Aye, good question child. Yup, course there is. Plenty of space west of the downtown. And even out by the airport. There's space a plenty.

And if they did that, then wouldn't they get want they wanted - and wouldn't all the people that live downtown and all the people that come to work downtown and all the people that come to shop downtown and all the people that come to visit downtown and all the little stores downtown wouldn't they all be happy?

Aye, child, I think they would all be happy and prosperous.

And live happily ever after?

Aye child, they just might.

tease me, please me

[photos: © Alison Dyer 2009]

a tease of photos from a south coast trip this summer
I’ll get there, I’ll write about it, maybe, yes, definitely,
sometime, soon, any time now. you know. I want too.
some amazing trip.

Tasting Grace; a caribou yearling in Placentia Bay

[Caribou Yearling, Placentia Bay, 2009 Alison Dyer]

Take time to taste, acknowledge Grace. Whether you are in the woods, on the water, or simply walking a piece of urban wildness. Many of us are fortunate enough to taste Grace. Beyond that we should think, just for a few moments, of how to incorporate it into our everyday and how to open it up for others. Savour Grace, then share it.

storm

storm

thunder rakes in like a Hells Angels convoy
under a battery of black leather clouds
fear scattering adults
trees screeching kids
sunset pastels erased, replaced
by sprays of leaden rain
grey naked outcrops reaching up as shields
until there is no room left for a mere mortal.
© Alison Dyer