Oversion

What I’d have had had I been at Ottawa’s Small Press Fair, perhaps

Technically it’s not true, as I wouldn’t have spent the day here in Toronto at the photocopy shop on sacred Spadina. But in a sense. The small press dwells outside of all other coordinates. What did you have then is another kind of question. And look at the title: “What I’d have had had I..” – It’s a long way to Ottawa. Like time travel. Too strange that I lived and loved and bicycled there, like Alice in frickin’ Wonderland. Across the smoothe bridge, up Hull. I was young and it was fun. A highlight: the night my outrageously beautiful girlfriend and I went to see Tarzan. Oh did we have fun. The night she, I and another friend went to see American Werewolf in London. Hmm

jb kingcrimson with booksASHINE, SAFE T

 

 

 

 

 

Ah the memories: The night I danced to Public Image leaping six to nine feet at a step the only on the dance floor at the new hull mafia club that opened the week two would have been competitors burned to the ground. Imagine the glory of that. The day I biked up around The Area and pretty sure it was the Prime Minister’s home I was out front of, and chuckled. Me, me, me, of course, you’re quite right. I apologize. Not that all the books I’d have had of had, are such: included would have been works of my Dad, Laurel Reed and Exile books of my writing, perhaps an Old Poets Press, Rose and Dick DeShaw’s imprint/vehicle, deliberately funny as OPP. And books I’ve of other writers writing, and the magazines (now shown here)

On The Day Of A Reading

This one was made for the day at Harbourfront where I believed that some of my father’s writing was called for. Along with notes of the occasion. 

(and the classic figure reading a poem under a tree drawing, an expartite to “the 8 passing” bringing my Dad into the event. 

He died in 97, and is part of every moment of poetry there is. One of the poems is set along the Ottawa River. But you would have seen that had you been. If you’d picked up a copy and read it. But had I been in Ottawa I’d have been tired. Probably distraughtly so. What a way to spend the weekend. 

a treetrunk reading a book

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Instead I got to do some reading, lots of photocopying, mostly with a mind to next visit to Windsor/Essex County. I’ve moved the date up enough that the parks and shoreline should be still mostly returned to nature. God knows whats being allowed to grow! Good for it! Hurrah for weeds. 

The Set

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7 Comments »

  1. Thanks John

    I am a very poor correspondent but I will enjoy reading oversion. Thanks, Judith

    Comment by judith copithorne — June 21, 2009 @ 6:39 pm

  2. thanks John

    i am a very poor correspondent but i will enjoy reading oversion. Cheers, judith

    Comment by judith copithorne — June 21, 2009 @ 6:40 pm

  3. oh, this is a beautiful display, worthy of any small press fair. I especially see it upstairs in the Loblaws in Kingston. And so happy to recognize nearly all of the pieces, thumbed and brows-raised over in my own living room. Many
    happy returns, John. Tarzan!

    Comment by czandra — June 22, 2009 @ 12:48 pm

  4. John

    it has been far too long.

    I had hoped to see you.
    I still shall.
    I will be in Toronto Wednesday,
    to witness the bpNichol chapbook award
    then I’m off to Thunder Bay, & back to vancouver.

    Hi czandra & judith
    I shall be doing some mail outs when I get home (& find some funds)

    best to all

    Comment by Warren Dean Fulton — June 23, 2009 @ 3:34 am

  5. See you wednesday eve indeed, 152 Augusta Ave
    Augusta House, they are all superb candidates are they not

    Comment by oversion — June 23, 2009 @ 12:20 pm

  6. Oh Lordie, how lovely these book pictures are. Completely due to your influence, I have lately acquired a digital camera and hope to emulate your vigorous sharing though never able to equal it. Vicariously enjoy the lives you give us in these pictures, and the activities and biking courage. Cannot believe you refer casually to being doored in downtown Toronto with the door opener seeing you sprawled in the street and laughing. If someone could be punched out through the computer, I would’ve at that point. This online body of work you have created grows and prospers for every hide on it. I have hopes of doing somethng similar as world’s collide. Thanks for including me in your community. Rose

    Comment by Rose DeShaw — September 21, 2009 @ 4:05 pm

  7. I meant, ‘for every EYE on it.’ How hide got in there, I do not know. October 6, yur birthday, is hurtling towards me like an astroid.

    Comment by Rose DeShaw — September 21, 2009 @ 4:07 pm


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