Sonderzug nach Pankow
I think I’ll go to Berlin. They understand me there.Archive for August, 2008
Donald Sutherland
This is a man who can speak with his eyebrows. They pay tribute to him in his home town, Saint John, New Brunswick.
Campobello Island
It’s where FDR spent his summers, picnicking, hiking, swimming and sailing. Eleanor had a bullhorn as big as a small child to call everyone in for dinner. Last week, Stephen and I went down to check it out.
The gardens are incredible. Every morning, the gardeners are there with their nail scissors, trimming the borders around the flower beds, pulling weeds, and making sure everything is just perfect.
We spent hours walking on the beaches, bathed by the fog, listening to the tide rolling in.
The Discovery – Gwendolyn MacEwan
do not imagine that the exploration
ends, that she has yielded all her mystery
or that the map you hold
cancels further discovery
I tell you her uncovering takes years,
takes centuries, and when you find her naked
look again,
admit there is something else you cannot name,
a veil, a coating just above the flesh
which you cannot remove by your mere wish
when you see the land naked, look again
(burn your maps, that is not what I mean),
I mean the moment when it seems most plain
is the moment when you must begin again
