Saturday, February 07, 2009
I met Pearl
Pearl Pirie is a poet who lives in Ottawa. I read her food blog and her personal blog regularly. We met in Carol's Friends of the Friendless Marching Band a couple years ago, when Carol invited us (via blog comment) to join this group of bloggers who had few comments but lots of interesting stuff to say. The band agreed to visit one another on "Friendly Friday's" and many of us became friends.
A couple of years later, Carol has taken a break from blogging. I have stayed in touch with Pearl, Imran, Stephen and Daisy.
This week, Pearl came to Vancouver with her husband, Brian. Pearl knows my friend Warren from when he lived in Ottawa too. Pearl read from her chapbook boathouse (pronounced "oath in the boathouse") at Pulp Fiction bookstore. She read some experimental and form poems, demonstrating a love for the intersection of sound and meaning that is poetry. Other poems came from a train trip from Ottawa to Detroit and back, dedicated to writing on the train. These ones were lovely snapshots of the people and sights found along the way. There were other poems too - one that sticks in my head is a recounting of the conversations of relatives brought together at a funeral.
I am so glad that I heard Pearl read, and met her in "3D" as she put it.
question: did you ever know someone for a while, before you met them?
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