I’m excited to be joining Ryerson University’s Centre for Digital Humanities as a Research Assistant on the Yellow Nineties Project! This project, run by Professor Lorraine Janzen Kooistra, is creating a resource for scholars (and everyone else) to gain access to the early arts and literary magazines of the 1890s, first and foremost of which … Continue reading Hey, remember the (Yellow) Nineties?
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Summer 2019 – a retrospective
I've been thinking about time travel a lot lately. Not really because there's any point I'd like to go back or forwards too especially. Recently I experienced jet lag from travel and came to the conclusion that the fourth dimension must have a sense of humour. Time plays tricks on us. We play tricks on … Continue reading Summer 2019 – a retrospective
Theory of Adaptation in Review
Note: Over the next two months I will be writing a series of very short reviews of both critical work and fiction for a special project. As there is nothing more I plan to do with these short reviews, I thought it might be appropriate to post them here over the coming weeks, if only … Continue reading Theory of Adaptation in Review
Blue-Stained Skies
We beat back the long grey clouds stretching out coating the tops of our skyscraper world and put down hard blankets of the deep chill reaching through the flat-light afternoons to earth. * Long hours long nights long roads long horizons November-February skies mix together into mate tombstone paintings until time strips away mistakes in … Continue reading Blue-Stained Skies
Taken from a Walt Whitman Misquote
Loving Backwards Raindrops like the keys fall upwards from grass Time drags back to the pattering of song You reappear at our old piano Backwards melodies played on your body * Atoms draw me back out into cold night Dragging my body up broken flight – Falling upwards, I am without heartbeat, The fractured … Continue reading Taken from a Walt Whitman Misquote
A Short letter to myself and others, on the subject of Literary Reference
There is something which writers are guilty, When educated in literature. It is a vanity they cannot help, Poets, Hacks, Wretches, all suffer alike. * They are all trying to hide other works - Inside our own, love letters in letters Easter eggs of literature waiting To be found by readers with a sly wink. … Continue reading A Short letter to myself and others, on the subject of Literary Reference
Poem for Mystical Landscapes
inspired by the Mystical Landscape exhibit at the Art Gallery of Ontario Standing under Gallery Lights 1899 Shifting tones, ocean glimmers, pulling into its cool depths. I am leaning into a world long gone, But still it is hanging here, waiting for new brushstroke sights Deeper colours than I can say to you. 1898 … Continue reading Poem for Mystical Landscapes
Ben Berman Ghan 