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REBLOG (12-30-21)   There is the #Mi'kmaq #Blackbird   The International Year of Indigenous Languages is a United Nations observance in 2019 that aims to raise awareness of the consequences of the endangerment of Indigenous languages across the world, with an aim to establish a link between language, development, peace, and reconciliation. To bring awareness to this important cause students at Allison Bernard Memorial High School in Eskasoni, Cape Breton recorded Paul McCartney's Blackbird in their native Mi'kmaq language. Songwriter: Paul McCartney Translation: Katani Julian and Albert "Golydada" Julian  Music Production: Carter Chiasson Audio Production: Jamie Foulds (Soundpark Studios) Video Production: Matthew Ingraham and Multimedia 12 students from ABMHS Project Lead/Music Teacher: Carter Chiasson Pu’tliskiej – Kime’sk // LYRICS:  Pu’tliskiej wapinintoq Kina’masi telayja’timk tel pitawsin eskimatimu’sipnek nike’ mnja’sin Pu’tliskiej wapinintoq Ewlapin nike’ ...
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Artist Joan Grevstad

I met Joan when we were getting co-counselling in Seattle in the early 1990s. We became inseparable. She was an artist. Yes, I lost her and still mourn her... I stayed with Joan and her husband Joe Grevstad (a true Norwegian) in the 1990s at their gorgeous farmhouse in Kent, Washington. The poem I wrote is at the bottom of this post from my book SLEEPS WITH KNIVES.

These are a few photos of her farm house and her art. If I find more *and I hope I do* - I will keep posting...




When I was renting a condo in Redmond on Lake Sammamish, I would drive down on Sundays to see Joan and Joe and we'd watch the HIGHLANDER on TV. I miss her. I really miss her.

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My poem for Joan in Sleeps with Knives


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