Summer Poetry.

With early March snow on the ground here in Toronto’s South Annex, those bits of spring we thought we saw a few days ago through the pouring rain have once more submerged. Therefore, Yolkobsens thoughts turn once again to one of their favourite pastimes, the indoor snowball fight.

Enchantment of Justin Bieber is almost always able to conquer women wherever they may be.

Untitled.

I recently watched Flicker a short film on the Canadian network Bravo. The film was about The Dream Machine which was created by Brion Gysin. Gysin was an artist, poet, and visionary. He was a member of The Beat Generation. He was a person whom I admire greatly. However, I did not know that he spent the early years of his life in Edmonton Alberta. Living close to Edmonton for the past five years I have not heard one person even utter his name. I find this a little concerning, since he shaped Post Modern culture in so many ways. Had Gysin not lived the world would be a completely different place. Edmonton can name a street after a hockey player that settled here, yet Gysin gets nothing. Here is my initial reaction to this realization.

A four page long story I wrote for english.

Two lady school teacher s form Brooklyn, spending their sabbatical year exploring western Canada.