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The dove… :painting/poem?

The dove in the background, ah, you can’t see it. It’s hovering on the plane of what’s going on here. The dove in the background is our certificate of suchness. And the void in the foreground is the world. amanta.scott@gmail.com, cdussault@xplornet.com, d.9@mac.com, davidsaube@aol.com, frenchnow@ymail.com, ghettosystem@gmail.com, goldman@facilitationfirst.com, healthislifenow@yahoo.ca, jeffrey.david.mclean@gmail.com, kspm@telus.net, macdougallmarina@yahoo.ca, markbtimmons@gmail.com, roberthorpe@yahoo.ca, shantz@primus.ca, slice_master@hotmail.com, stephenelliotlye@gmail.com, […]

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devoutly to be desired I. “I’ve got it down to a poignant tear or two” she said but she lets the flood flow so easily II. river of life it keeps flowing it’s endless they say river of life ocean of God? you know those turtles or elephants that were all the way down the […]

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Lies My Father Told Me

Back in 1975 my father, Ted Allan, gave me his script for the movie, Lies My Father told Me, and asked me if I thought I could novelise it.  I did, and I did (and I’ll tell you more, if you ask). While it was in print, it was taught in high school English courses! […]

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it’s all about…

it’s all about… heavy stilted words for me and my friend twisted metal words like clumsy faux gargoyles oh a few people celebrate us we’ve a few fans me despite my sulky sorrow he despite his sulky anguish and rage we didn’t rage the good night we stumbled to bed and the grave would you […]

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