My pockets jingle with change, silver dollars And gold amulets. My fingers glisten with diamonds And delicious amethysts. My home is a private store For precious artifacts: paintings and more: – In short, I possess all that’s prized For its potential invisibility: Its infinite perfectability As currency. Advertisements
After nearly 35 years of shunning its victims, homelessness in Toronto is becoming institutionalized as media tell of government fashioning quieter, more polite words to depict “street people”, of impending frost and the locations of warming centers and safe injection sites.
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Today the ladies on television are celebrating girls day interrupted by images of women outside North America, images that seem familiar from NGO ads I’ve seen before. A week ago on facing benches in GO’s west concourse, people hurried between two young women – girls cushioned by bags,trying to get some sleep, one her hair … More Girls Day
An old thought came back as I was re-reading a titleless blog about my having suspected that the United States and Canada had dissolved into being ghostly destinations in an old dream, the one that Mr. Trump like Jay Gatsby thinks he can bring back “great again”. In that old Canada, Tim Horton played defence … More Cultural Solitudes
System is a newer term denoting something like a social compact that obstructs freedom, perhaps the freedom to be a member of the system. It is neither black, white nor any other colour. Its members, though individually not wanting to be seen, act in unison by silent, perhaps, fearful submission. Its most visible public groupings, … More System
Temples fashioned by artful engineers housed gods in architectural splendor And treasure, to keep thieves in awe. Banks, temples to Pluto, give way to institutions made out of treasure.