1122-2021

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

 

Greenwood
by Kai Chan


Collage #1

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

From the Notebooks, 2010-2021.
Number 112: Chair (June 12, 2012)

CHEEZ
by Fiona Smyth

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Poem a Week
by Gary Michael Dault

 

Piles of Pins

Mount Fuji
ice cream

the airliner
flying above it
a hanging refrigerator

Japan in the cold
its chrysanthemums snapped
into piles of pins


(from Winterreisse: Six Poems for the Cold.  "Piles of Pins" in the 3rd poem in the collection)


Caffeine Reveries
by Shelley Savor


Early Winter Darkness

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a poem
by Kam Ping Hing 金炳興

追蹤

伸手撥開空室的迷霧
塵土從脚下陷落懸崖
繩索暴怒在桁樑
門窗慌張退避


盜汗的午後驚醒
仰望單薄的一天澄碧
遭昨夜遠逝的星辰所遺忘
離棄如蒼松滿目的山陰道
誰的縱笑使花萼顛搖不止
是你的身影?還是步履


一度在山的囚牢
一度在海的牧場
我曾尾隨你半個世紀
為摘下你鬢邊的半翎羽毛
好拂掃我心中蔓生的綠苔
白洋傘下你黃裙一擺 


長街轉角是陋巷
陋巷盡處是小橋
小橋過後是東西南北
野地裡也找不到風景

 


photograph by Lee Ka-sing

 

DOUBLE DOUBLE issue 1119-2021

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CONTENTS: Holly Lee - Family portrait in four large format negatives / Lee Ka-sing - a selection of photographs from the new book TIME MACHINE

 

Taking Notes
by Jeff Jackson

 
“2 Buildings” , Sir Winston Churchill Park ,Toronto , 2020.

 

Leaving Taichung Station
by Bob Black


BOOK OF SAND: coda

"Until a man is dead, he is not yet done being created.”--David Diop, At Night All Blood is Black

That your life tenses as the throat of a wolf, long ago wintered from the wind,
The color of lost bodies in the color of your eyes,
Do you not taste the silhouette wading far into the sea, shore break and loss, as he goes
And
Even in the dark recesses of the bramble and cave, light spiders in and allows the moon to thread
A silver'd path, outward and your limbs breathing
As you carve constellations into the chest of the sky
And there you are waking
And the tenderness of the stars falls away

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ProTesT
by Cem Turgay

 

Travelling Palm Snapshots
by Tamara Chatterjee

 



Madagascar (March, 2010) – Given we departed and returned on the first FCE train since the cyclone, it seemed every possible banana grown in banana-land was loaded onto the train. Interestingly, the train carried three times as many produce cars as it did passenger cars. It was an overwhelming realization; that the country's overdue banana crops were loaded, destined for distribution throughout the country. Instead of the 4 hours to Tolonguina, the reverse trip took more than eight hours. In addition to being several hours late the train struggled with the weight it carried, taxingly piloting the sharp mountainous declines without having cars flying off the rails.

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The Photograph
coordinated by Kamelia Pezeshki


Untitled by Scott Johnston

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

Gary Michael Dault:
The Raw and the Cooked: The George Bernard Shaw Vegetarian Cookbook (London: Angus & Robertson Publishers, 1972).

 



The great Anglo-Irish playwright, George Bernard Shaw died on November 2, 1950 at age 94.  For his first quarter of a century, he ate meat.  He was twenty-five when he became a vegetarian.

Shaw always claimed that it was the poet Shelley who opened his eyes to the "savagery" of his diet when he discovered these two lines in Shelley's poem The Revolt of Islam:
                 Never again my blood of bird or beast
                 Stain with its venomous stream a human feast!

On the other hand, as some commentators suggest, it may only have been poverty that kept the young playwright from a life of rich carnivorous repasts.  At any rate, he gave up eating meat altogether in 1881.  "Meat is poisonous to the system," he once wrote.  "No one should live on dead things."  And he didn't (unless you regard harvested vegetables as "dead"). 

Shaw married in 1898, when he was forty-two, and though Mrs. Shaw  (Charlotte Payne-Townshend) was not a vegetarian, she cheerfully supervised Shaw's vegetarian meals for the whole of their 45 year marriage.  When she died, in 1943, he persuaded his wife's nurse, Mrs. Alice Laden, to remain in his employ as his housekeeper.  She also took over the organizing of the writer's meals (her own husband had been a vegetarian, which made things considerably easier for her).  The GBS Vegetarian Cookbook comprises the actual recipes making up the Shaw diet--though as editor  R.J.Minnet notes, most of them have been expanded to make them sufficient for four people--not just for Shaw alone.

Mrs. Laden's menus, printed as a sort of forward to the book, are anything but spartan or punishingly monastic.  Indeed everything strikes this unapologetic vegetarian as utterly delicious and sometimes even a tad exotic.  Here are some choices: Baked Potato and Cabbage Pie, Stuffed Onions, Vegetable Curry, Aubergine au Gratin, Mushroom Souffle, Savoury Croquettes,  Walnut Souffle, and so on. 

And lots of sweets.  Shaw loved sweets: Coffee Mousse, Apricot Mould,  Baked Bananas, Gooseberry Crumble, Chestnut Ice...it's a long and delectable list.

Here--as a single example--is Alice Laden's recipe for a Mushroom Souffle:  It is simplicity itself (though I think I might have added some tarragon and Marjoram):

6 ounces mushrooms
3 eggs
3 ounces butter
2 1/2 ounces flour
1/2 pint milk
salt and pepper

"Wash and dry the mushrooms and chop very finely.  Brown lightly in the butter.  Stir in the flour and seasonings.  Gradually add the milk, bringing it to the boil and stirring until thickened.  Allow to cool and then beat in the yolks of the eggs singly.  Whip the whites to a stiff froth and fold in.  Pour into a deep, buttered baking dish and bake for 30 minutes in a slow to moderate oven."

Shaw once had this to say about his future funeral:  "My hearse will be followed not by mourning coaches but by herds of oxen, sheep, swine, flocks of poultry and a small travelling aquarium of live fish, all wearing white scarves in honour of the man who perished rather than eat his fellow creatures,"


Drawings by Tony Matthews

 

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.



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