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	<title>blue skies poetry</title>
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	<description>vast horizons, new words</description>
	<pubDate>Mon, 08 Mar 2010 07:00:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Be happy</title>
		<link>http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2010/03/08/be-happy/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Mar 2010 07:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>akublik</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Daniel N. Poitras]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[We try to tell them
but their ears are blocked
with the cotton wool of consumer dreams,
their children and their children’s children forgotten.
Images of a drowned tropical village flicker across the plasma screen.
Sodden walls and tumbled chimneys
strive vainly to keep above the rising tropical sea.
A child’s thin awkward naked body,
drifts past face down on an uncaring oily [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We try to tell them<br />
but their ears are blocked<br />
with the cotton wool of consumer dreams,<br />
their children and their children’s children forgotten.<br />
Images of a drowned tropical village flicker across the plasma screen.<br />
Sodden walls and tumbled chimneys<br />
strive vainly to keep above the rising tropical sea.<br />
A child’s thin awkward naked body,<br />
drifts past face down on an uncaring oily current,<br />
that carries the forgotten plastic flotsam of her pauper&#8217;s world.<br />
But earlier TV pictures of that new Audi,<br />
the stylish fast one,<br />
surrounded by admiring well-groomed, sleek women,<br />
slide with opiate ease into his mind<br />
as he presses the remote off button.<br />
&#8220;Fuck off little brown girl,<br />
I don’t want to see.&#8221;</p>
<p><strong>~ David Reid</strong></p>
<p><em>David Reid was born in Belfast in 1940, was awarded a PH.D. at Queen&#8217;s University of Belfast in 1967, and emigrated to Canada with his wife in 1968 to take a position in the Department of Biology. In 1976 he became a Professor of Botany (and a Canadian) at the University of Calgary and Head of the Department of Biological Sciences 1999-2005. His teaching, research and publications (about 160 published papers published in international refereed scientific journals) dealt with matters pertaining to plants and in particular how they survive nasty and ever changing environments.  In 2009, David wrote three 900-word op-ed pieces for the Calgary Herald on global warming.</em></p>
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		<title>Join me for a workshop in St. Albert on May 1st</title>
		<link>http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2010/03/07/join-me-for-a-workshop-in-st-albert-on-may-1st/</link>
		<comments>http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2010/03/07/join-me-for-a-workshop-in-st-albert-on-may-1st/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Mar 2010 20:33:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>akublik</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[News]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[PREPARING TO SEND YOUR WORK TO A PUBLISHER
Saturday, May 1, 2010, 9 am to noon
Facilitated by Angela Kublik, co-publisher, House of Blue Skies
There are accepted standards among publishers of what is an &#8216;excellent package from an author.  Learn the simple and effective rules and ensure your work is given the best possible reception wherever [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>PREPARING TO SEND YOUR WORK TO A PUBLISHER</strong></p>
<p>Saturday, May 1, 2010, 9 am to noon</p>
<p>Facilitated by Angela Kublik, co-publisher, House of Blue Skies</p>
<p>There are accepted standards among publishers of what is an &#8216;excellent package from an author.  Learn the simple and effective rules and ensure your work is given the best possible reception wherever you send it.  How to copyright your work without big expenses?  See your work through an editor&#8217;s and publisher&#8217;s eyes.</p>
<p>Location, Little White School, 2 Madonna Drive, St. Albert.  The Little White School is a St. Albert heritage site located near the centre of St. Albert, directions will be forwarded to registered participants.</p>
<p>Our Facilitator, Angela Kublik, writer, editor and publisher, well regarded in each of those disciplines; will provide an exciting, interesting morning for writers of all genres.  Both recent Blue Skies publications Writing the Land and Home and Away critical acclaim, were listed on the Best Sellers lists of several newspapers, sold out the first printing with reprinting sales reported as excellent.</p>
<p>Supported by, the City of St. Albert, Musee Heritage, Writers Guild of Albert and other soon to be named grant providing agencies in St. Albert, total fees to attend are $0.00. Therefore preregistration is required. The morning is limited to a total of 30 participants, preregister by email to Andy Michaelson at andymichaelson@shaw.ca.</p>
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		<title>I Must Go</title>
		<link>http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2010/03/04/i-must-go/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Mar 2010 07:00:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>akublik</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Maria Robson]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[These words, separate,
like worlds, like crevices,
in bleached driftwood
on pebbled night,
on moon-coded shore
The fine calligraphy
acid, alchemical filigree
on indigo silk swirl
of the unrolled prayer mat
of a setting sun.
~ Marian Robson
Maria Robson is a Montreal teacher, freelance writer and translator who loves to travel and research, first hand, the nomadic life. She is currently working at Sultan Qaboos [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>These words, separate,<br />
like worlds, like crevices,<br />
in bleached driftwood<br />
on pebbled night,<br />
on moon-coded shore</p>
<p>The fine calligraphy<br />
acid, alchemical filigree<br />
on indigo silk swirl<br />
of the unrolled prayer mat<br />
of a setting sun.</p>
<p><strong>~ Marian Robson</strong></p>
<p><em>Maria Robson is a Montreal teacher, freelance writer and translator who loves to travel and research, first hand, the nomadic life. She is currently working at Sultan Qaboos University in Oman.</em></p>
<p><strong>Read more of Maria Robson&#8217;s poetry:  </strong><br />
 - <a href="http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2007/08/11/potters-hands/">Potter&#8217;s Hands</a><br />
 - <a href="http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2007/08/16/that-which-must-go/">That Which Must Go</a><br />
 - <a href="http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2007/12/13/cynical-vows/">Cynical Vows</a><br />
 - <a href="http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2009/03/16/the-nameless-tune/">The Nameless Tune<br />
</a> - <a href="http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2009/07/23/bougainvillae/">Bougainvillae</a><br />
 - <a href="http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2009/09/03/sunset/">Sunset</a></p>
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		<title>Few Joys</title>
		<link>http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2010/03/01/few-joys/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Mar 2010 07:00:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>akublik</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Maria Robson]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[A poet is passionately in love with language.  W.H.Auden
Few joys compare
to meeting words that match,
whisper, the grey-ragged milk
of layered mist
on winter-pined crags
Words, like  giddy-green back flips
from silver-sharp skates,
deceptive in effortless loop
on blue-crystal ice
Words that burn in the Reader
like Psyche&#8217;s lamp high -
hanging the consequence -
daring the wrath of gods
to glimpse  Eros,
languid in [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>A poet is passionately in love with language.  W.H.Auden</em></p>
<p>Few joys compare<br />
to meeting words that match,<br />
whisper, the grey-ragged milk<br />
of layered mist<br />
on winter-pined crags</p>
<p>Words, like  giddy-green back flips<br />
from silver-sharp skates,<br />
deceptive in effortless loop<br />
on blue-crystal ice</p>
<p>Words that burn in the Reader<br />
like Psyche&#8217;s lamp high -<br />
hanging the consequence -<br />
daring the wrath of gods<br />
to glimpse  Eros,<br />
languid in sleep</p>
<p><strong>~ Marian Robson</strong></p>
<p><em>Maria Robson is a Montreal teacher, freelance writer and translator who loves to travel and research, first hand, the nomadic life. She is currently working at Sultan Qaboos University in Oman.</em></p>
<p><strong>Read more of Maria Robson&#8217;s poetry:  </strong><br />
 - <a href="http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2007/08/11/potters-hands/">Potter&#8217;s Hands</a><br />
 - <a href="http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2007/08/16/that-which-must-go/">That Which Must Go</a><br />
 - <a href="http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2007/12/13/cynical-vows/">Cynical Vows</a><br />
 - <a href="http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2009/03/16/the-nameless-tune/">The Nameless Tune<br />
</a> - <a href="http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2009/07/23/bougainvillae/">Bougainvillae</a><br />
 - <a href="http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2009/09/03/sunset/">Sunset</a></p>
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		<title>Best-selling Home and Away to be featured on CKUA’s Bookmark program</title>
		<link>http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2010/02/28/best-selling-home-and-away-to-be-featured-on-ckua%e2%80%99s-bookmark-program/</link>
		<comments>http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2010/02/28/best-selling-home-and-away-to-be-featured-on-ckua%e2%80%99s-bookmark-program/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Feb 2010 23:43:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Tune in to CKUA on Sunday, March 7, at 12:30 pm, as Ken Davis talks to House of Blue Skies publisher and editor Dymphny Dronyk about Home and Away.
Ken and Dymphny chat about how House of Blue Skies got its start, the process of creating a poetry anthology, the fun of working with Alberta&#8217;s amazing [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Tune in to <a href="http://www.ckua.org/">CKUA </a>on Sunday, March 7, at 12:30 pm, as Ken Davis talks to House of Blue Skies publisher and editor Dymphny Dronyk about Home and Away.</p>
<p>Ken and Dymphny chat about how House of Blue Skies got its start, the process of creating a poetry anthology, the fun of working with Alberta&#8217;s amazing poets, and how the anthology found its way onto the bestseller lists in both the Edmonton Journal (#2) and the Calgary Herald (#3), as well as being featured in <a href="http://dailyheraldtribune.com/ArticleDisplay.aspx?e=2273671">The Grande Prairie Daily Herald-Tribune</a>.</p>
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		<title>the Neruda spell #10</title>
		<link>http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2010/02/26/the-neruda-spell-10/</link>
		<comments>http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2010/02/26/the-neruda-spell-10/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Feb 2010 07:05:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>akublik</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Anne Sorbie]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[do not love me
do not love my words
for like me they are without
body or mind bereft
of a place for soul
so that even the touch of
my bare feet to the ground
signals the idea of nothing
complete not even that of
a life lip-licked on vellum
~ Anne Sorbie
Anne Sorbie was born in Paisley, Scotland and she lives and writes [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>do not love me<br />
do not love my words<br />
for like me they are without</p>
<p>body or mind bereft<br />
of a place for soul<br />
so that even the touch of</p>
<p>my bare feet to the ground<br />
signals the idea of nothing<br />
complete not even that of</p>
<p>a life lip-licked on vellum</p>
<p><strong>~ Anne Sorbie</strong></p>
<p><em>Anne Sorbie was born in Paisley, Scotland and she lives and writes in Calgary. Her fiction has appeared in journals such as </em>Geist<em> and </em>Other Voices<em>. Anne&#8217;s first novel, </em>Memoir of a Good Death<em>, is forthcoming (September 2010) with Thistledown Press.</em></p>
<p><strong>Read more of Anne Sorbie&#8217;s poetry:  </strong><br />
 - <a href="http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2009/11/10/some-quaint-perched-aerie-on-the-cliffs-of-time-2/">some quaint perched aerie on the cliffs of time #2</a></p>
<p><strong>Editor’s note:</strong>  This poem is one of a series of ten &#8220;neruda spell&#8221; poems by Anne Sorbie that are being featured on <em>blue skies poetry</em> this week.</p>
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		<title>the Neruda spell #9</title>
		<link>http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2010/02/26/the-neruda-spell-9/</link>
		<comments>http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2010/02/26/the-neruda-spell-9/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Feb 2010 07:00:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>akublik</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Anne Sorbie]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[my eyes weep violets and blood
my palms hold mountains and men
yet one touch of your hand
is like a promissory note
carved in agate on a high peak
tumbled in the heat of thawing falls
~ Anne Sorbie
Anne Sorbie was born in Paisley, Scotland and she lives and writes in Calgary. Her fiction has appeared in journals such as [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>my eyes weep violets and blood<br />
my palms hold mountains and men</p>
<p>yet one touch of your hand<br />
is like a promissory note</p>
<p>carved in agate on a high peak<br />
tumbled in the heat of thawing falls</p>
<p><strong>~ Anne Sorbie</strong></p>
<p><em>Anne Sorbie was born in Paisley, Scotland and she lives and writes in Calgary. Her fiction has appeared in journals such as </em>Geist<em> and </em>Other Voices<em>. Anne&#8217;s first novel, </em>Memoir of a Good Death<em>, is forthcoming (September 2010) with Thistledown Press.</em></p>
<p><strong>Read more of Anne Sorbie&#8217;s poetry:  </strong><br />
 - <a href="http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2009/11/10/some-quaint-perched-aerie-on-the-cliffs-of-time-2/">some quaint perched aerie on the cliffs of time #2</a></p>
<p><strong>Editor’s note:</strong>  This poem is one of a series of ten &#8220;neruda spell&#8221; poems by Anne Sorbie that are being featured on <em>blue skies poetry</em> this week.</p>
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		<title>the neruda spell #8</title>
		<link>http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2010/02/25/the-neruda-spell-8/</link>
		<comments>http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2010/02/25/the-neruda-spell-8/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 25 Feb 2010 07:05:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>akublik</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Anne Sorbie]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[plant pots and poets
are nerudal subjects 
inspected from above
as if by agate-eyed white doves 
crushed like a beach
crashed and sanded
by the ocean’s
constant salt
~ Anne Sorbie
Anne Sorbie was born in Paisley, Scotland and she lives and writes in Calgary. Her fiction has appeared in journals such as Geist and Other Voices. Anne&#8217;s first novel, Memoir of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>plant pots and poets<br />
are nerudal subjects </p>
<p>inspected from above<br />
as if by agate-eyed white doves </p>
<p>crushed like a beach<br />
crashed and sanded</p>
<p>by the ocean’s<br />
constant salt</p>
<p><strong>~ Anne Sorbie</strong></p>
<p><em>Anne Sorbie was born in Paisley, Scotland and she lives and writes in Calgary. Her fiction has appeared in journals such as </em>Geist<em> and </em>Other Voices<em>. Anne&#8217;s first novel, </em>Memoir of a Good Death<em>, is forthcoming (September 2010) with Thistledown Press.</em></p>
<p><strong>Read more of Anne Sorbie&#8217;s poetry:  </strong><br />
 - <a href="http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2009/11/10/some-quaint-perched-aerie-on-the-cliffs-of-time-2/">some quaint perched aerie on the cliffs of time #2</a></p>
<p><strong>Editor’s note:</strong>  This poem is one of a series of ten &#8220;neruda spell&#8221; poems by Anne Sorbie that are being featured on <em>blue skies poetry</em> this week.</p>
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		<title>the neruda spell #7</title>
		<link>http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2010/02/25/the-neruda-spell-7/</link>
		<comments>http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2010/02/25/the-neruda-spell-7/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 25 Feb 2010 07:00:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>akublik</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Anne Sorbie]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[can you bear
a poem
fur it in snarls
and great rearing jaws
claw at it without
tearing asunder
its meaty parts
while blue sky
and white sun
reign warmth 
on its strangled throat
~ Anne Sorbie
Anne Sorbie was born in Paisley, Scotland and she lives and writes in Calgary. Her fiction has appeared in journals such as Geist and Other Voices. Anne&#8217;s first novel, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>can you bear<br />
a poem</p>
<p>fur it in snarls<br />
and great rearing jaws</p>
<p>claw at it without<br />
tearing asunder</p>
<p>its meaty parts<br />
while blue sky</p>
<p>and white sun<br />
reign warmth </p>
<p>on its strangled throat</p>
<p><strong>~ Anne Sorbie</strong></p>
<p><em>Anne Sorbie was born in Paisley, Scotland and she lives and writes in Calgary. Her fiction has appeared in journals such as </em>Geist<em> and </em>Other Voices<em>. Anne&#8217;s first novel, </em>Memoir of a Good Death<em>, is forthcoming (September 2010) with Thistledown Press.</em></p>
<p><strong>Read more of Anne Sorbie&#8217;s poetry:  </strong><br />
 - <a href="http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2009/11/10/some-quaint-perched-aerie-on-the-cliffs-of-time-2/">some quaint perched aerie on the cliffs of time #2</a></p>
<p><strong>Editor’s note:</strong>  This poem is one of a series of ten &#8220;neruda spell&#8221; poems by Anne Sorbie that are being featured on <em>blue skies poetry</em> this week.</p>
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		<title>the neruda spell #6</title>
		<link>http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2010/02/24/the-neruda-spell-6/</link>
		<comments>http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2010/02/24/the-neruda-spell-6/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Feb 2010 07:05:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Anne Sorbie]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I
she wants
to bite his
cherry tomato lips
seed them transparent 
until they overflow palms
wet wrists
maim arms
cross clavicles
taint neck
insect mouth
dry on tongue
II
she wants
to wrap soft
in hair bending triumph
seek what is beneath 
the dream of a
sleep tufted cheek
stalked and deep green
thin-pressed like
flowers cupped and buttered
against the heat of
an inked page
~ Anne Sorbie
Anne Sorbie was born in Paisley, Scotland and [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>I</strong></p>
<p>she wants<br />
to bite his<br />
cherry tomato lips<br />
seed them transparent </p>
<p>until they overflow palms<br />
wet wrists<br />
maim arms<br />
cross clavicles<br />
taint neck<br />
insect mouth<br />
dry on tongue</p>
<p><strong>II</strong></p>
<p>she wants<br />
to wrap soft<br />
in hair bending triumph<br />
seek what is beneath </p>
<p>the dream of a<br />
sleep tufted cheek<br />
stalked and deep green<br />
thin-pressed like<br />
flowers cupped and buttered<br />
against the heat of<br />
an inked page</p>
<p><strong>~ Anne Sorbie</strong></p>
<p><em>Anne Sorbie was born in Paisley, Scotland and she lives and writes in Calgary. Her fiction has appeared in journals such as </em>Geist<em> and </em>Other Voices<em>. Anne&#8217;s first novel, </em>Memoir of a Good Death<em>, is forthcoming (September 2010) with Thistledown Press.</em></p>
<p><strong>Read more of Anne Sorbie&#8217;s poetry:  </strong><br />
 - <a href="http://blueskiespoetry.ca/2009/11/10/some-quaint-perched-aerie-on-the-cliffs-of-time-2/">some quaint perched aerie on the cliffs of time #2</a></p>
<p><strong>Editor’s note:</strong>  This poem is one of a series of ten &#8220;neruda spell&#8221; poems by Anne Sorbie that are being featured on <em>blue skies poetry</em> this week.</p>
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