The island floating ahead of me like a moon, tugging me forward. Whatever it has in store.
Leonard Quniton saying, 'the voices in those old homes.' And there it was, pulling and me already going its way. An island of voices and ghosts. But ghosts and voices are everywhere. Even along the road. Flashing by. Stop and let them speak.
A way to corner myself is what I want. Some blunt place I can't go beyond. Where excuses stop.
John Steffler - The Grey Islands
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
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You can hear John Steffler reading this poem on the audio edition of The Grey Islands from Rattling Books. It's available from rattlingbooks.com. Read by John Steffler (as himself) with Frank Holden, Janis Spence, Diedre Gillard-Rowlings and Darryl Hopkins (as the other people) and sound recordings from islands off Newfoundland (sadly, not the Grey Islands). It was my intent to record on the Grey Islands but after several years of not making it out there I finally used recordings I'd made from the islands I had mad it to.
ReplyDeleteBest wishes for a safe and interesting time there,
Janet
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