During my back yard summer series of the 94th street Trobairitz event, local Edmontonian poet Paul Pearson reads his piece Man Ray and the Jewels of Opar and we chat (and laugh. And death-heckle) about the duty to inclusiveness, multiplicities of voice, Pat Lane, how to make a living as a poet (hint. Be rob mclennan ;), the Olive series, growing up in the backwoods and why he doesn't like punctuation or capital letters. All to the accompaniment of birds, beeping construction trucks and the clappings and hootings of the 14 people in attendance. Such fun! It's a beautiful thing.
