Author Archives: wren
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take a seat, i’ve got two
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May 8, 2012 in Alcove, Montreal
Tagged Listpoem, love chairs, montreal, two chairs
no faces
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March 24, 2012 in All posts, Nyx and Wren
Tagged amy vaillancourt, Listpoem
bring me the sky
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March 22, 2012 in All posts, Montreal
Tagged 35 mm, double exposure, holga, Listpoem
building dreams
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March 20, 2012 in All posts, Montreal
Tagged Jessica Fahey, Listpoem
window sill
sometimes the most interesting things can be found on the inside of the pane.
riverside
blindsideme
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Posted in All posts, Nyx and Wren
Tagged All posts, amy vaillancourt, arundel, Jessica Fahey, Listpoem, river rouge
lays: showcase of a collector
traveling
with low funds
in a strange city,
best lit among natural collections of the area.
old fashioned friends
the light lowered
words lessoned
a photo was snapped and then night came.
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Tagged jan gogarten, Jessica Fahey, list poem, Listpoem, maria bulgaria, montreal, Rooftop
nyc subway myth is REAL
did you know that alligators live in the nyc subway system?
joyce hackett knew and so did amy vaillancourt.
vaillancourt made her way to new york.
she bought a ticket into the subway.
she began the waiting game.
for what?
new shoes? new pet?
few are ever sure of the intentions of amy until they have already become fruitful realizations.
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Tagged alligator, amy vaillancourt, guardian, joyce hackett, Listpoem, NYC, olympus 35 mm, subway
recolter
arrival of the salted summer month
in this sweet summer
in this wind and wake
on this beaming bow
on this life to take
in the last warm month
you salt excess fish
you’re brown and restless
keen to any wish
it’s the sought out height
oh the hearts thunder
you capture your light
for winter’s plunder
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, harvest, Listpoem, recolt, the gatineau river
Duo tang
Upon a pivot they turn
Pursuing separate arcs
Definite, but together.
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Posted in All posts, Double Exposure, Nyx and Wren
Tagged amy vaillancourt, manistee, michigan, swings
Maria Bulgaria
friend with heart,
happy birthday
beefalo
when you are staring yourself down
and it is scarier than you remember
goons
two goons paying respect
as an alligator makes way
off!
ghosts exiting
in quest for adventure
in a pile of sand
on a peninsula
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Posted in All posts, Double Exposure, Nyx and Wren
Tagged amy vaillancourt, Listpoem, montreal, pool
safari suffice
you can place her in the city, but the safari stays.
not half full
all that was in the pool is on her mind
vaillancourt and toes.
if you seek a body a water
to cool your feathers,
you may run into amy
and her pet duck, toes.
they never leave each others side.
often, in pursuit of a sitting pond,
they must resort to hoping fences
and illegally quenching their thirsts.
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, Listpoem, montreal
mr. schuster
when i was young i had a teddy. i named him mr. schuster after the man across the street who had cancer and was going to die soon. I wanted his wife to ‘be okay’ when he died.
every night i slept with mr. schuster between my legs, like a preggers with a body pillow.
when the cancerous mr. schuster died, i didn’t tell his wife about my teddy. mr. schuster and i were too close, i didn’t want to share.
after high school mr. schuster and i parted ways. he wasn’t interested in university and even though i wasn’t either, i decided to go, in montreal.
i went to visit mr. schuster recently and he took me out to meet his friends.
it was a pretty wild night.
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Tagged Listpoem, montreal, mr. schuster, preggers, teddy bear, university of michigan
dandy lions
if you wake up planning to go to a castle
and find out it has been replaced by a condo
don’t cry in the rain
climb walls that outline a distant castle
a castle so far it is only in your mind
you can hide in the grass
romp in dandelion dander
loiter by highways
and all this will make you feel as grand as any ruined castle ruins
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, ghosts. montreal, Jessica Fahey, Listpoem, pantha du prince
been a long time, your clothes or mine?
mustard and chartreuse
wending your way
burgeoning feathers loose
goodbye, you say
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Tagged double exposures, Listpoem, nyx, sunny day, Vanessa Morrell, westside st laurent alley, yellow lens
Interdit
you may have been there before but not anymore
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Posted in All posts, Double Exposure, Montreal
Tagged alley, list poem, Listpoem, montreal, zone interdit
ISLAND
ISLAND a vernissage
Friday May 6
8-Midnight
hand crafted cider, photography, vertical gardens, sculptures, paintings
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Tagged art party, Electric Park, May 6, painting, photograhy, sculpture, urban gardens, vernissage, vertical garden
not halloween
elements of fun (this time):
1 broken neck
1 apron
1 rain
1 excellent photographer
1 piece of translucent plastic
1 vanessa visit
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, broken neck, Listpoem, mile end, montreal, Vanessa Morrell
oh, canada
immigration dreams:
i want to live, here.
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Posted in All posts, Double Exposure
Tagged immigration dreams, Listpoem, permanent residency, space needle, toronto
the last of the newspaper boxes
it remains one of my favorite weekend routines, to fetch the sunday paper and something fresh for breakfast. then i lounge around in the early morning to read and wonder about the world, until people wake up and get excited to do things.
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Posted in All posts, Double Exposure
Tagged Listpoem, news, the newspaper
rumplestiltskin
Merrily the feast I’ll make.
Today I’ll brew, tomorrow bake;
Merrily I’ll dance and sing,
For next day will a stranger bring.
Little does my lady dream
Rumpelstiltskin is my name!
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Tagged david remple, Listpoem, montreal, rumplestiltskin
les belles
Dear Grace and Adam, Siobhan and Dave, Ross and Tara, Eva and Craig, and Nic,
the ‘coon, the skateboard, the buildings, the photos, the beers, the cheeses, the walks, the dances, the sunshine, the queen of sheba cake, the softly boiled eggs, the brunch, the market, the apple, the ride, the crackers, the pate, the shore side.
much obliged.
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Posted in All posts, Double Exposure
Tagged dave remple, exclusive films, grace, lcbo, Lis, multiple exposure, ross john lyle, siobhan mcpherson, toronto
stoic cowboy
lost in the 28th dimension
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Tagged birthday, cowboy, darryl singh, first watercolor, happy birthday, Listpoem, March 22, stoic
heathcliff’s harem
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Posted in All posts, Double Exposure
Tagged amy vaillancourt, emily bronte, ghosts, Jessica Fahey, kate bush, Listpoem, montreal, the scuttle bug, winter 2011, wuthering heights heathcliff
Key’d
“Key?”
“No, it’s okay, I got it open myself.”
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Tagged Listpoem, montreal, shouldercat, street art
barefoot
one shoe, alone in the alley, missing its usual friend.
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Posted in All posts, Double Exposure
Tagged alley, amy vaillancourt, barefoot, Listpoem, montreal, one shoe
my heart, your junk
my heart, your junk
and then across the farm point bridge.
Frankie lays watch on an eerie untouched hill
each rusting souvenir, chest forward, head strong,
remains unmovable, proud and lost, in Alcove.
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, farmpoint, frankie, secret quarry, witch graveyard
pigeon life
pigeons sit on electrical wires, vests puffed, toes warming.
but, they are anxious there and take flight, only to become cold and lonely again, wanting return to their friendly wire.
columba livia; the rock dove; the pigeon.
pigeons came across the atlantic as food, for colonists, starting in the 1600s.
these pretty, feral, winged, city-rats breed four to five times a year. there have been attempts to halt their successful reproduction with serious measures, like electrical fences and food stuffed with contraceptives.
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Tagged Listpoem, montreal, pigeon, the rock dove, winged rats