Proust: From Within A Budding Grove

How Proust augurs, perhaps with presentiment based on experience of the present, a modern Presidential figure who speaks no known language. I have kept my introductory sentence to no more than 140 characters. It is true that even within [the walls of the Grand Hotel at Balbec-Plage] there were people who did not pay very…

Douglas Penick – Dreamers and Their Shadows (2013)

I voted for the losing side, but then: “The world is not arranged for your benefit, you know. The world has continued this far and will continue without reference to you. You may wish to believe that your perceptions, feelings and all your responses are part of the world’s consciousness of itself. You may wish…

Paul Martin: Street 'urchins,' London, UK, 1893 (Courtesy: www.phaidon.com)

Charles Dickens on Homelessness

In essay XIII of The Uncommercial Traveller, Charles Dickens writes of the prevalence of homelessness, as it was found in the London of 1860. The essays that formed the book were drawn from essays written for his weekly periodical All the Year Round, which had a circulation as high as 300,000. London at the time…

The Duende of Tetherball – Tim Bowling

THE DUENDE OF TETHERBALL by Tim Bowling Nightwood Editions 2016 79 pages Federico García Lorca, in his 1933 Buenos Aires lecture, The Theory and Play of the Duende, in A.S. Kline’s translation, writes of “Goethe, who in speaking of Paganini hit on a definition of the duende: ‘A mysterious force that everyone feels and no…

Art Amongst the Alien Corn

  Somerset Maugham made a success of being a writer. So successful that as a novelist he was able to renounce his first profession as a physician, as a playwright able to leverage the early twentieth-century mania for plays in London, as a short story writer earn enormous sums from publishers and periodicals, as an investor…

My Moment with Proust – From Swann’s Way IV

A sliver of Casablanca recently had come to Robson Street in Vancouver’s West End, where I live. In the guise of a small restaurant owned and manned by a polyglot Moroccan chef who had wound his way from Marrakech through Italy, Germany, Montréal, Edmonton, to Vancouver, and, en route, acquired Arabic, French, Spanish, Italian, German, and…

Oil, Gas, and the Relentless Decline of Community – andrea bennett – Mahler and Freud Meet in Leiden I:I:4

andrea bennett’s poem You can put your fingers on the feelings appeared in the same Canadian Literature 216 issue as my poem Chrysoglott. I am reminded of this coincidence after reading her article Boom, in the March 2015 issue of The Walrus, on oil and gas in Fort Nelson in northern British Columbia. In the…