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Saturday, 7 March 2026

My Hippie Memoir Helped Inspire Famous Novelist Hari Kunzru

 Today I received the following email from Judy Haiven, an old activist friend. She recently revisited Hari Kunzru's novel My Revolutions in a blog post, giving it high praise. Judy also reminded me that Hari Kunzru credits my memoir, Eel Pie Island Dharma, in the acknowledgments. Many thanks, Judy!

 I remember a quote from Lit Hub by another author, also a lesser known writer like myself. Wish I'd kept the quote, but its essence was that there are great writers, who are like seas and large lakes, and then there are writers who may be but small streams, but our work helps feed these larger bodies of world literature. 

  Hari read the online account of my memoir which was posted in the early 2000s by weed, another Eel Pie Island communard. Weed's posting led to the professional publication of my memoir/haibun by Hidden Brook Press in 2012. Special thanks to Weed and to HBP publisher Tai Grove!


I must've talked to you about this extremely useful and good novel by the British novelist Harry kunzru  strangely enough my son who now lives in London knows him because they're both writers I guess.  in any case, this is a book that refers to your accounts of what happened in 69 and 70 and so on in London and I highly recommend it. I recommended it in my blog again this week. Judy Haiven














Judy Haiven, PhD 
Writer/activist
Halifax NS
Canada

Tuesday, 3 March 2026

World At War: Canada Must Speak Up: Charlie Angus

 

Monday, 2 March 2026

March with Icy Armour Repels Seductress Spring: Katherine L. Gordon poem

 

March With Icy Armour Repels Seductress Spring

Weary of winter I spread
a tapestry cloth of flowers
across the old dining room oak table,
a runner of tulip and daffodil baskets,
a place-mat of soaring birds, hand -stitched
winters ago by a yearning grandmother.
These soothe my longing for an end to cold and drear,
the hair-shirt of winter bleakness and fear.
I long to fill the silent skies,
finger-brush the imminent snowdrops,
hoping more for a kite than a canoe
to wind-whisk me from this barren ground up
to endless seas of skies more blue
than human consciousness can bear.


Katherine L. Gordon,   March 2nd. 2026.


Katherine, I wanted to have a spring graphic for your poem, but I didn't want to break copyright. So I used a pic from Anna Yin's website - hope she doesn't mind being our goddess of spring!  (it's the lavender dress)


Sunday, 1 March 2026

Canada Feeds the U.S. Crocodile: Charlie Angus

 

Saturday, 28 February 2026

Trump bombs kill over 100 Iranian schoolgirls/ Drop Site News