In the Next Galaxy

In the Next Galaxy
by Ruth Stone

Things will be different.
No one will lose their sight,
their hearing, their gallbladder.
It will be all Catskills with brand
new wrap-around verandas.
The idea of Hitler will not
have vibrated yet.
While back here,
they are still cleaning out
pockets of wrinkled
Nazis hiding in Argentina.
But in the next galaxy,
certain planets will have true
blue skies and drinking water.


I love when my academic career allows me to explore contemporary culture. Ruth Stone is possibly my favorite poet ever, and I am worried that I don't own any of her books. There are, in fact, no books by Ruth Stone in any Halifax library. I think this is sad.

I have to write an essay about a poem for my Contemporary Critical Theory class in which I talk about the death of the author and the problem of biography when interpreting poetry. I'm allowed to choose any poem I like, I'm thinking about either doing the above poem, by Ruth Stone, because she is awesome and I don't really know anything about her biography, which could make it a bit easier. However, Tanya Davis is incredible and I like working her into academia as much as possible.

I just found a Great Lake Swimmer's song covered by Don Brownrigg with Tanya Davis. It's amazing.

I'm trying to get all my stuff done, so that I can start working on a more up to date blog template.

Today is a very big day for Slean fans.