Surprised and delighted to see that my essay "The Contours of Cold," originally published in CutBank and later reprinted in Drunken Boat, is mentioned in the "Notables" section of Best American Essays 2013, edited by Cheryl Strayed and Robert Atwan. Just don't tell them I'm not American... (Nah, it's legit, I qualify because CutBank is a US-based literary journal.)

 

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I'm thrilled that a photo of mine is featured in the latest issue of Orion Magazine. I spotted this little gecko one sweltering night in Nepal during the Cycling Silk expedition, shone my headlamp on his pale belly before he dashed off. The question is, was he on the inside or the outside of the screen? Who can say, who can say.

All I know with any certainty is that Orion (an advertising-free, subscriber- and donor-supported publication focused on the relationship between nature, culture, and place) is the best thing available on newsstands today, regularly featuring the likes of Barry Lopez, Rebecca Solnit, and other admired writers. I'm honoured to appear in it -- first with this photo, but someday, literary gods-willing, with some writing!


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 "what goes up and up in us"  -Jack Gilbert

Before I sit down to write this morning, here's a brief blog post knitting together some favourite quotes from Wittgenstein, Adrienne Rich, and Jack Gilbert on the power and inadequacy of words as deeds, and on what goes up and up in us nevertheless.

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“Words are deeds,” argued philosopher Ludwig Wittgenstein.

Still, “we may feel bitterly how little our poems can do in the face
of seemingly out-of-control technological power and seemingly
limitless corporate greed,” writes Adrienne Rich. “Yet it has 
always been true that poetry can break isolation, show us to 
ourselves when we are outlawed or made invisible, remind us 
of beauty where no beauty seems possible, remind us of 
kinship where all is represented as separation."

Which is why “I crank my heart even so and it turns
over. Ranges high in the sun over continents and eruptions
of mortality, through winds and immensities of rain
falling for miles," says Jack Gilbert. "Until all the world is overcome
by what goes up and up in us, singing and dancing
and throwing down flowers nevertheless..."

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A few years ago I was lucky enough to explore the McMurdo Dry Valleys of Antarctica with a team of research scientists. I went in as an aspiring scientist myself, but emerged an aspiring writer...no equation or theory or empirical summary of any sort could adequately evoke or describe that place, only poetry would do. Or failing that, prose! Sierra Magazine just published a short essay about my experience -- you can read it in the July/August 2013 issue, available on newsstands now or online here.

A rather solemn self-portrait in Antarctica. I had fun there, really!

A rather solemn self-portrait in Antarctica. I had fun there, really!

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