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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
standing giants
steel skeletons exposed against the sky.
a perch for only the bravest of birds.
standing giants
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and find out it has been replaced by a condo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
crushed
the street hits back.
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Tagged can photography, ghosts. montreal, Listpoem, nyx, staples, street art, wren
tree top treason
yellow sun burns
even the trees were crying
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, Listpoem, montreal, weeping willow
futuristic sailors
the nautical hour of brilliant light
forecasting our sights
into falling night
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, Listpoem, siobhan, sunset, under a highway
cross hatching
a linear representation of shadow
parallel lines crossing on an angle
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Tagged double exposures, holga camera, Listpoem, montreal, nyx
come join us
in our inner city trailer park
a parking-lot paradise
of high density living
with flexible habitable space
and a lack of rules.
with flexible habitable space
and a lack of rules.
know your neighbors, too well.
mobile homes
rvs
trailers
pop trailers
tents
hammocks
tarps
sleeping bags
rvs
trailers
pop trailers
tents
hammocks
tarps
sleeping bags
edge of the pond
it is as if they were the beginnings of frogs emerging from some melted run off water, mere tadpoles with transforming bodies. a huddled mass of a new years hatch, fresh and anticipative for warmer months.
(read in Herzog’s voice)
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Tagged beaver pond, beaver pond Rupert, darryl singh, j morgan, jason mahon, Listpoem, nyx, Rupert, spring, Vanessa Morrell
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
the crossroads
why is it that strangers rarely if ever collide with one another? is it fear of proximity, intimacy? is it society’s ethics that drive us to comply to politeness or hurried steps?
or is it simply that we are on autopilot, our paths pre-determined in a complex maze of ties and steps?
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Tagged crossroads, Listpoem, nyx, railroad, toronto
highway prism
the turcot interchange was originally built as a “dramatic” display of montreal’s global position as a metropolis, yet it has become a crumbling problem. its design accommodated both ships and trains to pass underneath its expansive footprint and in this case, deviant youth.
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Tagged holga camera, Listpoem, montreal, nyx, railroad, turcot interchange
Interdit
you may have been there before but not anymore
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Tagged alley, list poem, Listpoem, montreal, zone interdit
welcome home to alcove
every season is Junk’s favorite season, but when the sun is shining in Alcove , Junk is particularly alluring.
magpies crash, from glinting metal escaping through patches of rust,
Junk cars arrive unannounced in the night to huddle with each other,
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
head in the clouds
picture daydream
a fissure-like crack into a cavern of construction.
manipulations hold time and rule only to a test.
the tame and tribulations coincide in ennui.
playful interactions lend themselves purely.
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, icicle, ladder series, Listpoem, Plateau
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
broken glass
in the darkened belly of places left to sit
creatures become silhouettes against
the light of the whirlwind sun.
gaze they do out into the world
trapped by their own innards
and insecurity.
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Tagged Listpoem, nyx, snow storm, train tracks
shopping cart pusher
we all have to make a living.
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Tagged Al, awesome=JT, bottles, bum, Dolores park, Listpoem, Matt, nyx, san francisco, shopping cart, shopping cart No Tags
undercovers
untouched snow where green grass grows
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Tagged holga camera, Listpoem, mont-royal cemetery, nyx
rubbish bin
i got as close as i could. i thought that he might jump me. he has a little bit of that crack fox look, if you know what i mean. we were both out on a limb.
pigeon playground
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Tagged ice, Listpoem, nyx, steel factory, under the 720
oh, canada
immigration dreams:
i want to live, here.
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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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Tagged Listpoem, news, the newspaper
rippled mirror
Echoes of attraction
extend out into the
mirror of space,
beauty’s symmetry.
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Tagged holga camera, Listpoem, nyx, reflection, swan, toronto harbor
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
last leg of the journey
ominous buildings conceal the snarl toothed beauty of nature.
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Tagged cyborg town, j morgan, jt, Listpoem, nyx, scuttle bug park
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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Tagged dave remple, exclusive films, grace, lcbo, Lis, multiple exposure, ross john lyle, siobhan mcpherson, toronto
high vis
civil servant art
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Tagged chicken guillotine, double exposure, high vis, Listpoem, nyx, pylons, railroad, street art, 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
outer body experience
lucid perch
moments fluttering with contemplation, self-reflection
images of escaping reality.
an attempt at being grounded
left as shadows cast upon the horizontal.
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Tagged alley, amy vaillancourt, garbage, ghosts. montreal, holga camera, Listpoem, nyx, snow storm, step ladder
the secret quarry
a vacant hole
once purposeful
now a layered picture
the opposite of a mountain
with a reservoir at its pinnacle,
collecting gravity’s treasures
I always wanted to be a geologist
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, farmpoint, Listpoem, secret quarry, Wakefield
heathcliff’s harem
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, emily bronte, ghosts, Jessica Fahey, kate bush, Listpoem, montreal, the scuttle bug, winter 2011, wuthering heights heathcliff
it comes to a point
not everything has to be right angles
perspective: when lines get fuzzy
all the way up there, one step at a time
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Tagged architecture, ghosts cities, Listpoem, montreal, nyx, snow storm, stairs, westside st laurent alley
sights set
“deceptive lizard”- Apatosaurus
Marsh, the inventor of the brontosaurus made a purposeful mistake. The bones for his creation were assembled from a head and a body found in separate quarries, as well as in different strata. Yet it remains one of the most complete skeletons ever exposed even to this day. A fabrication of magic and legend warming out hearts to the cold blooded building sized lizard.
One must study their prey before the hunt in order not to be deceived.
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Tagged black and white 35mm, bushwick, dinosaur, direct hit, Listpoem, NYC, nyx, Rooftop, summer, throwing rocks
paper hearts
hairless bodies clamber within the corridors of their papery spit sack;
ever-expanding production to satisfy the tireless needs of their queen.
the systematic ticking of the gauge as it spins is
patterned with humming wings and scurrying feet.
sensing danger
reaction attack
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dying every second
depths of layered reality, somewhere between shadowed pasts and ghostly futures.
haunted we are by glimmers of far off white.
even the stars are dying every second.
their light may pass us eventually but it continues and expands the universe further.
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Tagged alley, amy vaillancourt, ghosts. montreal, graffiti, holga camera, Listpoem, stars, street art, winter 2011
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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Tagged alley, amy vaillancourt, barefoot, Listpoem, montreal, one shoe
to be a park legend
tender on delicate branches, facing the slope to infinity of a brick wall.
feral city beasts using parks to their maximum.
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Tagged brick walls, climbing trees, cory chivers, Listpoem, montreal parks, night time, siobhan mcpherson
summer heat
brooklyn boys beat the heat with snow cones and broken fire hydrants.
montreal girls hit the rooftop for cool breezes.
either way it was way too hot to stay inside.
good times new york until our paths cross again.
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, jake, jessica, lou's bedroom, lou’s bedroom, nic, NYC, the old loft
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
so back to the drawing board…
there will be no more playing inside the scuttle-bug. only on the empty field that is left.
that blasted place, treacherously inviting adventures atop a dark and holey stairwell.
it’s almost as though someone in the city finally had an intelligent idea for progress,
now if only they’d turn it into a garden or something…
the mirror’s eye
twinkle toes and stardust pressed on after the precipitous on slaughter. they fancied their gaze upon rainbows as ships finally sunk across a setting sun.
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Tagged antelope, fish-tank dear, Listpoem, mirror, nyx, rainbow, rocks from alaska, sunset
heart shaped snowflake
inspired by the massive amount of snow that had fallen and continued to fall we decided to go out into the night and try to capture some of it’s enchantment. out in the alley we attempted to get some action shots of jumping off dumpsters into the puffy blanket but all that produced was strange ghostly flashes. we did however manage to catch this magical moment. it arguably took all the chaos of the universe to procure this chance encounter.
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Tagged alley, digital, dumpster jumping, ghosts. montreal, Listpoem, nyx, snow storm
priceless artifacts
here is to a beautiful boom-box.
an elegantly crafted piece of machinery.
an object capable of breaking it down or soothing the soul.
in some senses a slice of time itself.
an ant’s perspective
the corners we forgot
remembered with two blinks of an eye
i like looking at the ground because i am shy
but sometimes it is nice to look up at the sky
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Tagged alley, an ants perspective, holga camera, Listpoem, montreal, nyx, the plateau, winter 2011