Separate

There has been

A tectonic shift

A great split

Within myself

That has seen

A part of me

Separate and drift away

To become a moon

That orbits my world

Far and out of reach

But always visible

A reminder of loss

In pale ivory white

Traversing the robin’s egg sky

this house

what is this thing
that changes us from within
like some unseen season
that sweeps us away unaware
too late to know what to do
but to fight fruitlessly
or fall free to its gruesome strength
and be carried away
to who knows where?

it could be life
or sour circumstance
twisting us til our bones break
to force us into to new
and ungainly shapes;

but i would hide from it all
lock the doors and black the windows
to sit quiet and motionless
in the invisible safety of the dark
if only the walls were strong enough
to keep out the grasping hands
to keep out the fishing hooks
that would tear me from my shell
as a mollusk ripped into the sun
to die writhing in the heat.

there is no safe place
no house or secret skull
within which to find refuge
there is only exposure,
cold and hungry and electric
undying exposure.

Knock on Wood

My latest column in this week’s Winkler Morden Voice and Altona Rhineland Voice newspapers.

Bill C9

Bill C9

The Supreme Court of Canada defines hatred as: “Emotion of an intense and extreme nature that is clearly associated with vilification and detestation.”

The Court also explained that hatred refers to speech that: portrays a group as dangerous, subhuman, or worthless; encourages others to despise or mistreat the group goes beyond dislike, criticism, or offence.

What does NOT count as hatred under Canadian law –

The Supreme Court has repeatedly clarified that hatred does NOT include: mere dislike,
ridicule or satire, offensive or insulting speech,
strong criticism of beliefs, politics, or religion.

In simple terms under Canadian criminal law:
Criticizing or offending a group → legal;

Extreme vilification or dehumanization of a group → may qualify as hate propaganda.

C-9 keeps and clarifies protections for certain religious expression, but it does not allow religion as a blanket exemption for promoting hatred.

  1. Existing religious protection in the Criminal Code. Under the Criminal Code of Canada, section 319(3) already provides a defence for hate-speech charges if a person:
  • expressed or attempted to establish by argument an opinion on a religious subject or an opinion based on a belief in a religious text.

This defence applies only if the statements are made in good faith.

  1. What Bill C-9 does:

Bill C-9 does not remove this defence. The bill keeps the existing protection for good-faith religious discussion or teaching. In other words, the bill still allows:

  • Quoting or teaching religious texts
  • Expressing religious doctrines
  • Debating religious beliefs
  1. What is NOT protected

The defence does not apply if the speech crosses into criminal hate propaganda, such as:

  • wilfully promoting hatred against an identifiable group
    -inciting violence or genocide

If speech reaches that threshold, religious motivation would not protect it.

In the dark

When you are raised

In the dark

You take hold

Of the dark things

That you might

Not feel so alone

Though they consume you

Body and soul

Until you lay as bones

In the cave

You were born in

volcano

never stand
at the edge of a volcano
peering deep into the crater
mesmerized by that glow
and the impossible heat
or you might be lulled
by the promise of fire,
of obliteration entire
a burning siren singing out:

“step into the abyss
embrace the bliss
that is nothing at all”

Mountain

One does not only climb a mountain

To see the spectacular views

You must always remember

The greatest falls happen

From the highest of heights

Can you feel yourself

As you tether near the edge,?

It’s just a small step

(Or a push)

To oblivion.

Shhh…

We haunt this house

We wander silent as ghosts

Peering around corners

W a t c h i n g

In the darker nights

We know where to step

Where board creaks

And stair groans

We see the sleeper awaken

In false loneliness

We haunt this house

Cold as ghoul’s bones

Pale as the uncaring moon

Lost amongst the familiar

Lime

I watched the lime tree

Wither up and die

And it felt familiar

Somehow

In an i don’t care

Kind of way

Like being dragged

To the ocean’s bottom

By concrete blocks

Tied round your ankles

And enjoying the fish

As the swim by…

Because it doesn’t matter

Just don’t fight it.

The lime tree never bore fruit

So maybe it was time to go.

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