Tag Archives: amy vaillancourt

vaillancourt and toes.

Posted on June 8, 2011 by wren | Comments Off

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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Posted in All posts, Montreal

Tagged amy vaillancourt, Listpoem, montreal

dandy lions

Posted on June 6, 2011 by wren | Comments Off

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and find out it has been replaced by a condo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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Posted in All posts, Movies

Tagged amy vaillancourt, ghosts. montreal, Jessica Fahey, Listpoem, pantha du prince

tree top treason

Posted on May 27, 2011 by nyx | Comments Off

yellow sun burns

even the trees were crying

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Tagged amy vaillancourt, Listpoem, montreal, weeping willow

futuristic sailors

Posted on May 25, 2011 by nyx | Comments Off

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

head in the clouds

Posted on April 28, 2011 by nyx | Comments Off

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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Posted in All posts, Double Exposure

Tagged amy vaillancourt, icicle, ladder series, Listpoem, Plateau

not halloween

Posted on April 26, 2011 by wren | Comments Off

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

crush it

Posted on April 17, 2011 by wren | Comments Off

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Posted in All posts, Montreal

Tagged amy vaillancourt, crush, winter 2011

outer body experience

Posted on March 21, 2011 by nyx | Comments Off

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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Posted in All posts, Double Exposure, Montreal

Tagged alley, amy vaillancourt, garbage, ghosts. montreal, holga camera, Listpoem, nyx, snow storm, step ladder

the secret quarry

Posted on March 20, 2011 by nyx | Comments Off

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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Posted in All posts, Double Exposure

Tagged amy vaillancourt, farmpoint, Listpoem, secret quarry, Wakefield

heathcliff’s harem

Posted on March 18, 2011 by wren | Comments Off

Their faces like the landscape–

shadows and sunshine flitting over it in rapid succession;

but the shadows rested longer, and the sunshine was more transient

ballooning with ideas

winter is but a white cloud to float upon

toward your window

twinkle toed, nipped nosed, hair as wild as dreams

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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

dying every second

Posted on March 5, 2011 by nyx | Comments Off

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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Posted in All posts, Double Exposure, Montreal

Tagged alley, amy vaillancourt, ghosts. montreal, graffiti, holga camera, Listpoem, stars, street art, winter 2011

barefoot

Posted on March 1, 2011 by wren | Comments Off

one shoe, alone in the alley, missing its usual friend.

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Tagged alley, amy vaillancourt, barefoot, Listpoem, montreal, one shoe

summer heat

Posted on February 24, 2011 by nyx | Comments Off

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

Posted on February 22, 2011 by wren | Comments Off

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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Posted in Alcove, All posts

Tagged amy vaillancourt, farmpoint, frankie, secret quarry, witch graveyard

the winter’s tale

Posted on February 3, 2011 by wren | Comments Off

Go together,
You precious winners all; your exultation
Partake to everyone. I, an old turtle,
Will wing me to some withered bough, and there
My mate, that’s to be found again,
Lament till I am lost.

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Posted in All posts, Montreal

Tagged amy vaillancourt, Listpoem, montreal, shakespeare, the winter tale, winter 2011

a walk in the park

Posted on December 12, 2010 by wren | Comments Off

thank you for coming to the vernissage

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Posted in All posts, Double Exposure, Montreal

Tagged amy vaillancourt, electronic loft, first roll, holga camera, Listpoem, montreal, multiple exposure, robots

scorched city.

Posted on November 29, 2010 by wren | Comments Off

on the fourth of july

the excitement of wax-accelerated combustion

will impact your memory

with thick heat, blasted eyebrow, the glory of faces across flame

but eventually all the box fires melt into each other

and you remember each less distinctly

except that one, mysterious night

with independence on the line

when there was a heap of coated cardboard

that revealed in glorious bursts

a hidden city beneath

once the intolerable temperature ceased

darkness crept back into pupils

we settled around our scorched city

admiring its structure, substance and worth

that went beyond the initial heat of the honeymoon phase

and lasted well into the great history of memory

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Tagged amy vaillancourt, box fires, fire, independence, List, Listpoem, POEM, Rhino Reforestation, siobhan mcpherson's birthday, siobhan mcpherson’s birthday, the fourth of july, tree planting

bus graveyard

Posted on November 3, 2010 by nyx | Comments Off

where STM’s outdated vehicles go to die.

it used to be the final parking spot for Montreal’s elderly transportation. then one night a hooded figure masked in smoke ran past me and lou made the call to the fire station as one lone bus experienced a viking burial. torched to a crisp, the bus graveyard was no longer a fine canvas for graffiti, but a symbol that the out of function busses needed a new retirement home.

desole hors service

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Tagged amy vaillancourt, burnt bus, bus graveyard, desole, hors service, kirk irwin, Listpoem, lou kosack, montreal, public transportation, rail road, siobhan mcpherson, STM, tracks, water tower

Bird of Prey

Posted on October 26, 2010 by nyx | Comments Off

Discovered in the attic of a grandfather house.

it has slowly decomposed allowing the feather to reveal

the fleshy straw of its innards, much like a vulture.

A few wires cage its fragility though it is paraded about town in the passenger seat of a car.

I had been warned not to look into its eyes; I dared and I saw their glassy truth.

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Posted in Alcove, All posts

Tagged amy vaillancourt, andrew ryan, attic, bird of prey, construction, fall, Listpoem, quebec, uncle denis

Cereal Killer

Posted on October 17, 2010 by Listpoem | Comments Off

once upon a time, in montreal, and in the summer, a few friends met up in an old apartment and set out to have a little fun. as it sometimes is with creative whims, the encouragement of having others around to unravel and roll with peculiar half baked ideas sparks results. the apartment was particularly iconic, in that it had 15foot high ceilings, a second kitchen for us to make an exploding mess in, an antique gas stove and an a old wooden ladder which lead to a

trap-door on the roof. the team, some of whom who have left montreal, were amazing. there were story boarders, directors, technical assistants, special fx people, actors, lovely lunch makers (hold the meal worms) and editor extraodinaire. this film was shot in 2005, and its due time for a sequel i’d say, there’s a new project in the works, so stay tuned.