0222-2021

Published on Mondays, with columns by Artists and Writers
Published since 2002, an Ocean and Pounds publication

Poem a Week
by Gary Michael Dault


Potato Morte


a comely potato
on the cutting board

not peeled
only washed

the baby right after
its bath

unexpectedly
an end in itself

Caffeine Reveries
by Shelley Savor


Urbanities

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From the Notebooks (2010-2021)
by Gary Michael Dault

From the Notebooks, 2010-2021.
Number 73: Albatross Flying South, Passing a Ship
also Steaming South (February 20, 2021)


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DOUBLE DOUBLE issue 0219-2021

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CONTENTS: Recapturing fragments of a poem written on November 2, 2019 (and some thoughts on Elliot’s theory on time), a poem by Holly Lee / I have a six by six table named Novel (two) by Lee Ka-sing

 

Greenwood
by Kai Chan


"Blue", 2002, mix media

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ProTesT
by Cem Turgay

Aotearoa
by Madeleine Slavick 思樂維


Parking Lot Conversation (2020)



Travelling Palm Snapshots
by Tamara Chatterjee

Canada (February, 2021) – It's been a rather chaotic time period, most of the world is in some kind of lockdown. Here the winter freeze has elongated the sense of isolation. A melancholic feeling has been permeating my spirit; knowing almost a year has passed without any real escape from the reality which presents itself. Over the last couple days; I find myself inspired by the icicles dripping in the mid-afternoon sun, blissfully ignoring that which does not bring peace.

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CHEEZ
by Fiona Smyth

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Some Trees
by Malgorzata Wolak Dault



Number 62

Tree

You tree
of company--

here
shadowed branches,

small,
twisted comfortably

your size,
reddish buds' clusters--

all of
you I love

here
by the simple river.

Robert Creeley, "Tree" from Windows (New York:
New Directions, 1990), p. 13. 


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The Photograph
coordinated by Kamelia Pezeshki


Dance 68 by Anna Prior


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Yesterday Hong Kong
by Yau Leung

Yau Leung
Close-up of Hong Kong And Shanghai Banking Corporation building

Gelatin silver photograph, fibre-based
Paper size 198mmx249mm (8x10 inches), image size 174mmx250mm
Work year 1963, printed in the nineties
Edition 1/100
Signed on verso by the artist

 

Visit YESTERDAY HONG KONG -
http://yesterdayhongkong.com

「舊香港」 舊者,以1997年為界。1842年英開埠香港,1997年主權重歸中方。舊香港照片集以李家昇及黃楚喬所藏:邱良(1941-1997),顏震東(1927-2005),麥烽(1918-2009)於六十及七十年代所拍攝的原作照片為骨幹。三人生前均為李所代理及發行限量照片。照片集亦兼收所藏較近之攝影師於八、九十年代關於香港的照片,以及相關物如早期香港明信片等。人事流逝,景觀移動,懷念也。

YESTERDAY HONG KONG - a collection of photographs taken before or around 1997, the same year when Hong Kong was returned to China, since ceded to the Britain in 1842. Selected from the archives of Lee Ka-sing and Holly Lee, the YESTERDAY HONG KONG suite is mainly built around the silver photographs of Hong Kong in the 60s and 70s, taken by three veteran Hong Kong photographers: Yau Leung (1941-1997), Ngan Chun Tung (1927-2005) and Mak Fung (1918-2009). They were represented by Lee Ka-sing during their lifetimes. The collection also extends to the 90s, with additional work by contemporary photographers, and artifacts such as vintage publications and early postcards. Fading memories, changing times, a host of golden-era memorabilia.


 

The Raw and the Cooked, MYTHOLOGIQUES
(A column on the culture of eating and cooking)

Zucchini
by Kai Chan

There are many recipes for preparing zucchini, here are some simple examples:
In the first one the zucchini is cut into thin slices and then strips, mix in some salt and let it stand for half an hour,  then using your hand squeeze out the juice. Add lemon juice, olive oil, salt and ground pepper, this will make a nice refreshing salad. The second one is to parboil the zucchini whole until it turns bright green. Slice the marrow, add butter and lemon juice, salt and pepper, this is a very juicy and light vegetable dish.

Both Elizabeth David and Julia Child have a recipe for “gratin of rice and zucchini”, which I have adapted for this recipe. Preheat the oven to 350 ºF. Grate 1 pound of zucchini, put it in a sieve with a weight on top and collect the zucchini juice below, for about 30 minutes. Heat 1 cup of a mixture of the zucchini juice and  milk to boil ( be careful milk tends to over-boil easily ). Finely chopped one large onion and fry in a medium heat with 1 tablespoon of butter until the onion is slightly brown. Add the dry grated zucchini, then mix in 1 tablespoon of flour and 4 tablespoons of rice, gradually add the boiled liquid. Season the mixture with salt and ground pepper, a pinch of ground nutmeg and 4 tablespoon of grated Parmesan cheese. Put this mixture into a lightly buttered gratin dish, approximately 8 x 2 inches and smooth it down. Add a tablespoon of Parmesan on the top of the dish, and cover it with a tablespoon of olive oil. Put the dish on the middle section of  oven, and let it bake for 20-25 minutes. The top should be lightly golden and bubbly. Enough for four.

 

The Raw and the Cooked, MYTHOLOGIQUES is a new column on the culture of eating and cooking, with contributions by various authors. The column name is borrowed from the title of a book by Claude Levi-Strauss. It is spontaneous, a little amusing but serious at the same time.


 

 

Leaving Taichung Station
by Bob Black


Rising of the Lights, 98

And slow the stories alight upon all the tongues of our verbs
And wayward adjectives and simple algebra
And yet we gain flight, no matter how cracked and cold.
Accordingly,
There we go bruising and aloft.

Iron bent like the curve of a vowel that has grown old, sat long like cupped rain
Over the shoulders of strangers who have failed to catch the soft sound of the coffin
Of the word that has pinched, wrought and run relief.
And there we go, again,
Carry like small thimbles of cinnamon the pollen dust of the land though which you have Journeyed
Of that which has been left behind, sprinkled shells of memory planted into the armour
Of the trees like shelled cicadas,
Wet tin cans of voice tossed into the ocean at night,
Amounting to our seating selves torn slightly and untended
Among the caverns and valleys and underpasses of cities,
Clipped away parts of our salted skin, songs and sights packed up by others.
Is this not your landscape?
The rural hills and shadows of that dusty borderland overlooking the skeleton of the Rio Grande,
The urban alleys and knobs you drummed along, transfigured by the tomtoms of your song,
By and of you.

The small dry snap, not twig, not stone, not mineral but the bone of your affinity.
Can you hear it in your passing, now ghosting along the cool desert night.
You the earth and the sky and all that came from inside.
That essential and real El Paso: the bloom scattered along and inside the spine and stone of Sky The quick of the land and bobbing of the sea that your father once had tried to teach you.
This curvature that fit among your vertebrae like a knot bowed around a letter unsent.
Bowsprit and halyard. Tuck and tang--Tanging.

This does not end, the jawing and the mending.
This does not end.

All That, all that. Past the window, where we hadn’t listened sharp enough to the sound of the Wind that bespoke of your nocturnal parsing from which we later learned of your passing
When circumstance leapt at you and left us scattered and anguished and the falling.
Gambolled out into the wide raft of things you had conjured of the living, bewildered and cast. How could we not known all along.

And then of faith, the jawing and the mending
Of our beginning from which we were torn, the stroke and the strap of motion.
Your heart outer-sized, our own the weight of a coin in our palm,
Yet we amend from the gossamer map of things, your life, our memories, your meaning
And from the distance, the climb of our imagination, comes a mending.
Brave yourself
And scatter wide that which you have stitched and from which you became
Scalped from all these ordinary things, yet whole from their reconfiguration
And your life’s lesson.

And the singing

For: Chester Woodward (1956 – 2019)

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