Say the Names brings stories from the people who live in the towns and travel the rivers and lakes situated along the proposed route of the Enbridge Northern Gateway pipeline project in British Columbia.
Say the Names...
Al Purdy wrote a wonderful poem called "Say the names say the names" which celebrates the names of Canadian rivers - Tulameen, Kleena Kleene, Similkameen, Nahanni, Kluane and on and on in a celebratory song.
Enbridge is planning to build a dual pipeline that will carry bitumen and condensate across hundreds of waterways between Edmonton and Kitimat. Some of these waterways are rivers like the Parsnip (or what's left of it), the Nechako, the Morice and others are smaller creeks whose names are often known only to the folks who live along their banks or who fish in their shadows or who bend to wash or drink as they cross paths.
I want to collect the names of these rivers and creeks, to collect your stories, your poems, your songs so we can collectively give voice to the land living under the line Enbridge plans to draw.
People have also sent me copies of their presentations to the community oral presentations. If you'd like to add your voice, email me (sheila.peters900@gmail.com) your stories and I'll post them for you. The copyright remains with you.
All the best.
Sheila Peters
Enbridge is planning to build a dual pipeline that will carry bitumen and condensate across hundreds of waterways between Edmonton and Kitimat. Some of these waterways are rivers like the Parsnip (or what's left of it), the Nechako, the Morice and others are smaller creeks whose names are often known only to the folks who live along their banks or who fish in their shadows or who bend to wash or drink as they cross paths.
I want to collect the names of these rivers and creeks, to collect your stories, your poems, your songs so we can collectively give voice to the land living under the line Enbridge plans to draw.
People have also sent me copies of their presentations to the community oral presentations. If you'd like to add your voice, email me (sheila.peters900@gmail.com) your stories and I'll post them for you. The copyright remains with you.
All the best.
Sheila Peters
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Smithers Writers Group reads at Smithers Art Gallery
As part of Smithers' Salmon Sympony events, a newly formed group of Bulkley Valley writers will be reading work to be placed on our interactive map on Wednesday, May 4 beginning at 7 pm. You're invited to join us for this event and then write your own material which we'll place on the map on Thursday, May 26. Or post your writing right here as a comment.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Five Rivers: under bridges
by Jill Wigmore
1. Nechako
a fish spine crusted to shore
dried eggs sparkling
like lost things stuck to stone
the river trickles
slow
the Nechako underfull
but imagine it teaming with current:
ripped willows crammed to shore
logs jammed against bridge uprights
and placid massive white sturgeon
languid on the river bottom
unruffled by the water at full bore
undammed
man oh man
I wanna see that one
2. Chilako
one bend available
bridged, seen at a whiz-pass
reeds at river’s edge
eddy river right
despite the signs the kids park
and plunge
to the chicken-farm river mud
chilako chilako
a song at high speed
the view in the rearview
makes you back up
3. Nation
big, slow, sloping water
sweeps the swimming hole
hopefully full of eatin’ fish
more likely fallen cars
from the Nation river bridge
4. Fraser (Fort George)
meet the clang and stink of the black train bridge
dripping the rain into the broad brown river
can trees be proud?
the cottonwoods aren’t quitters
they draw the river up their roots
reach high toward sky
travelers in metal cars untouched
by river life, rife and humming
down below
5. Stuart
two types of water
swirl together in a kindergarten picture of confluence
silt and summer
the sweat of one long lake
giving up to smaller water
pressured into flow
from cloud to this: brown
and bright green
("Five Bridges" was first published in home when it moves you (Creekstone Press 2005)
Monday, March 28, 2011
Poets join hands
This great webpage (http://enpipeline.org/) contains thousands of kilometres of wonderful poems - more than enough to stuff the proposed pipeline full of thoughts, concepts, emotions, and life more valuable than bitumen.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
You can speak through the map
Morgan Hite, Smithers writer and cartographer extraordinaire, has created an interactive map where you can post your stories about the places you know along the Enbridge proposed pipeline route. Follow the link and you'll find instructions - but it's likely easier if you just send me the story and its location and we can attach it to the map.
On the Line Movie
I've added a new link for those of you interested in following Frank Wolf and Todd McGowan as "bike, hike, raft and kayak the GPS track of the pipeline on a fact finding mission that takes a ground-level look at the pipeline from the perspective of the people who live along the proposed route." Check out the On the Line link.
Friday, October 22, 2010
Spurs to Writing - Anger and Love
Usually when people are sad, they don't do anything. They just cry over their condition. But when they get angry, they bring about a change.
Malcolm X (1925 - 1965), Malcolm X Speaks, 1965
I have a right to my anger, and I don't want anybody telling me I shouldn't be, that it's not nice to be, and that something's wrong with me because I get angry.
Maxine Waters, in Brian Lanker, I Dream a World, 1989
Anger is a signal, and one worth listening to.
Harriet Lerner, The Dance of Anger, 1985
All ideologies end up killing people. If you separate love from nonviolence you turn nonviolence into an ideology, a gimmick. Structures that are not inhabited by justice and love have no liberating or reconciling force, and are never sources of life.
Jean Goss
Malcolm X (1925 - 1965), Malcolm X Speaks, 1965
I have a right to my anger, and I don't want anybody telling me I shouldn't be, that it's not nice to be, and that something's wrong with me because I get angry.
Maxine Waters, in Brian Lanker, I Dream a World, 1989
Anger is a signal, and one worth listening to.
Harriet Lerner, The Dance of Anger, 1985
All ideologies end up killing people. If you separate love from nonviolence you turn nonviolence into an ideology, a gimmick. Structures that are not inhabited by justice and love have no liberating or reconciling force, and are never sources of life.
Jean Goss
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