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Antigonish Review # 154
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Review
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"Glowing Trees," paint with acrylic on
canvas
by Lori Richards
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Finding Ft. George
by Rob Budde. (Madeira Park BC: Caitlin Press, 2007,
112 pp., $15.95)
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So much about
poetry in Canada seems to be about physical movement, and watching
how various writers, through the process of moving geography,
have shifted their writing as well, both through obvious markers
(writing about their new location) or in shifts of line, breath
and structure, whether Patrick Friesen and Jon Paul Fiorentino
moving away from Winnipeg to Vancouver and Montreal, respectively,
the shifts east from Alberta to the dislocations of Monty Reid's
Disappointment Island (Chaudiere Books, 2006) and finally,
placement, in his Luskville Reductions (London ON: Brick
Books, 2008), to Rob Budde, who moved from Winnipeg in 2000 to
teach at the University of Northern British Columbia in Prince
George. Part of this geographic and poetic shift is coming out
in more obvious ways through his most recent poetry collection
Finding Ft. George. The author of a number of books over
the years, he's published the poetry collections Catch as Catch
(Winnipeg MB: Turnstone Press, 1994) and traffick (Winnipeg
MB: Turnstone Press, 1999), the novels Misshapen (Edmonton
AB: NeWest Press, 1997) and The Dying Poem (Toronto ON:
Coach House Books, 2003) and the short prose-fiction collection
flicker (Winnipeg MB: Signature Editions, 2005), as well
as editing In Muddy Water: Conversations with 11 Poets
(Winnipeg MB: Signature Editions, 2003).
I like that I can always count on Budde to remind me about so
much happening up there in Prince George, British Columbia, whether
through his blog or through the publication of his chapbook series,
wink books. Located half-way up the province, and the home of
the Carrier Sekani people for thousands of years, the City of
Prince George rests on the site of a river junction discovered
by Europeans in 1807 when explorer Simon Fraser passed through
where the Nechako River joins the Fraser (the story goes, had
Alexander MacKenzie found the join during his canoe trip of 1793,
the town would probably have been named after him). Fraser went
on to build a tiny outpost on the site he called Fort George,
after King George III. Budde's Finding Ft. George is a
collection of a number of small pieces, including the seven part
poem "Finding Ft. George," that talks almost as Budde
writing his introduction to the city that has become his home,
writing of the place itself, the people he found there, and mundane
elements such as looking for a home, and working to place his
own future through, among other things, the past of a northern
logging town.
dear pg/4
purdy's cariboo horses aren't
here, really
he is, the beer and gruff
grasp on what it means
to have balls (barry says
he pulled that one)
or more
foley's cache, stewart names
the past, ft. george
the traces of settlement sediment
piling up to the big
boxes in college heights and
the moonscape subdivisions
gargoyles of vinyl siding
it's about leaving the cities. fully.
back and forth history slides i
swing hearing fawcett and thesen
creeley and the lines
highway and rail intersecting
river taking us all away
pg is writing, worrying
over the line, what it is taking us for.
For those who might not know, Budde is pulling
on obvious histories of writers both currently living and working
in Prince George (John Harris, Barry McKinnon and Ken Belford)
and others long left (Brian Fawcett and Sharon Thesen; even though
she was born in Saskatchewan, she was raised in Prince George),
or who came through to do readings (with small publications) through
McKinnon over the years in his position as events organizer /
Gorse Press publisher, including Robert Creeley and Al Purdy.
Thanks in many ways to McKinnon moving up there for teaching work
in 1969, there is a lot of literary history up there in that old
logging town of Prince George.
dear pg/7
i dreamt of this place six years
before i saw it for the first time;
cutbanks and evergreens, the draws
and eskers pliant to the lull of river sleep
i dreamt prince george before it was
fish flash, a brown hand, a willow basket
prince george like an ice dam, flotsam
caught against the jam of bush
you see them, deriding the cops, imbibing and
disdainful - the bush people, from outside yet
land and spirits are not so separable -
the undergrowth grows over, back
out beyond what we blue-printed
the tallest building in prince george
unlivable, watches smoke, the churning
of products through machines and mouths
nostalgia is the thoughts we have when nothing
else works
Budde's writing has really opened up since he
moved west and then north to teach at the University of Northern
British Columbia; immersed for some time in considerations of
the long poem and the open form, his work lately has been following
a path set by, among others, Belford through his own "eco-poetry,"
combining the ecological lyric with the realities of the old pulp
mill town. There almost seem echoes through the small collection
of McKinnon's own chapbook Death of a Lyric Poet (Prince
George BC: Caledonia Writing Series, 1975), later included in
his Governor General's Award nominated collection The the.
(Toronto ON: Coach House Press, 1979), and in his collected/selected
The Centre: Poems 1970-2000 (Vancouver BC: Talonbooks,
2004), as Budde references not only his move north from Vancouver
to Prince George, but the difference he felt it made in himself
as person and writer.
photo of crow
A gurgle ruffled from a morning
fog hunkered over the park, black
spruce float the sound higher
a sharp click and chuckle.
Lack of definition circles
the tallest evergreen, barks a tattoo
against the white air.
Myth a luminous absence -
the corrosive text, its toxic
sentence flowing out.
Poised here, an intersection of opportunity,
garbage, vantage, and disinterest, the possibility
of flight caught in a thick cracked beak and
a penultimate purple.
Poetry is dead, a photo
not taken, a scavenged plot
adapting itself to the wastelands.
As much as anything, Finding Ft. George
is a book about discovery, as Budde not only discovers the place
itself but his own place within it, carving out a space between
the eco-poetic lyric and the social/political language-poetic
of those such as Jeff Derksen, Peter Culley and ryan fitzpatrick,
while at the same time, keeping it a collection of, as the back
cover suggests, "love poems to a new home." Whether
Budde has arrived or is still (perpetually) arriving, Finding
Ft. George shows an important new direction in not only his
personal poetic, but in the poetics of Prince George.
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