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Acclaimed author Tom Wayman’s account of his shift from urban to rural.The recent pandemic accelerated an existing trend among urbanites to move to the country. Yet to quote from a 2022 Globe and Mail article, “People from cities don’t always realize what they’re getting into.”For anyone setting out in that direction, or dreaming of doing so, Tom Wayman’s The Road to Appledore: Or How How I Went Back to the Land Without Ever Having Lived There in the First Place is rewarding reading. The book follows Wayman from Vancouver to southeastern BC’s Slocan Valley, deep in the Selkirk Mountains, and presents with his characteristic humor and philosophical insight his ensuing major shifts of perspective and knowledge. Mishaps, misadventures and moments of delight and wonder abound in Wayman’s prose reflections on his decades of living immersed in nature and the contemporary rural—from having to deal with a bear cub in his kitchen, to engaging in a vigilante action to protect a community water system, to the quiet satisfaction of growing his own food and flowers.Wayman depicts the rural southwest of Canada in intimate detail, transporting readers alongside him.
Living in the shadow of the Selkirk Mountains in southeastern BC, the inhabitants of the Slocan Valley are tied together by magical and dramatic geography, but also by an intricate web of shared history, common needs and the deep and complex relationships that evolve in isolated locations, where everyone is visible and there is no anonymity. Tom Wayman's new short story collection, The Shadows We Mistake for Love, brings together loggers and environmentalists, marijuana growers and small-town lawyers, back-country skiers and homesteaders, to overlap and coalesce into a brilliant portrait of rural life and place.Beneath the valley’s idyllic surface, conflict and tension flourish among its inhabitants, ranging from the intimate to the political. In the title story, the protagonist is drawn into an environmental activist group and a relationship with the group’s charismatic leader, but having a child quickly brings home the painful realities of the new life she’s chosen. Other stories depict the changes that are altering the social landscape of the valley, from the ubiquity of the Internet to an influx of affluent new residents. These developments emphasize the ways in which the sometimes rawer and more visible dramas of rural life reflect similar tensions in communities everywhere.
A new collection by celebrated poet Tom Wayman that contemplates how to live in a fractious time.
In this black comedy shot full of the social and political issues of the time, a group of college students, led by a young Canadian graduate, set out to put a satellite into orbit as an homage to the recent Woodstock Festival.
"Wayman rides the waves of local history and popular concerns to produce exceptionally fine poems."-Alan Twigg
The poems collected in "The Face of Jack Munro" may be set on the Canadian Prairies, in the Kootenay region of southeastern BC, or in Vancouver during the 1983 Solidarity public sector general strike. But the humour, concern for the individual, and biting social commentary found throughout this collection are exactly what readers of Tom Wayman have learned to expect. "If we gave Wayman a chance to change the world, I think it would be safe in his hands. He came out of the radical sixties a radical, though I think it's more accurate and less type-casting to call him a man of common sense. The social consciousness, hatred of inequality, is the bones. So is the vision." -Stan Draglund, "Canadian Literature"
"Tom Wayman has earned an international reputation as a poet who sees into the heart and mind of the workplace."-Vancouver Province
"His is a wry, down-to-earth, often humourous vision - a perceptive, everyman's view of life, couched in straight forward, accessible language." -"Coast News"
Most North Americans spend more than half of their waking hours at work, yet in our surrounding culture - television, movies, news media, schools, advertising and fine arts - there are few honest depictions of our daily working lives.
Tom Wayman returns with new vigour in his latest collection of poetry. Shortlisted for the 1999 Dorothy Livesay Poetry Prize.
Tom Wayman's poetry has been published around the world to great acclaim. Wayman is one of Canada's most prolific and public poets, and his writing since the 1960s has been by turns angry, engaged, hopeful, tender, and hilarious. His voice and persona are his alone but simultaneously ours too. His recurring themeswork, mortality, love, lust, friendship, the natural worldmake his work a poetry of human inevitabilities, a poetry that exults in the inevitability of seeing poetry in the everyday. Wayman's craft is poesis (from the Ancient Greek "e;to make"e;)making a change, making a difference, making a ruckus, making the most of our time. His working life has always been inextricable from his writing one; his poems offer an honest and candid consideration of the ideological underpinnings, practical realities, and subtle beauties of a life lived on job sites and picket lines, in union halls, classrooms, and book-stuffed offices, and on the page itself. The Order in Which We Do Things is a collection of more than thirty of Wayman's best poems, selected and introduced by Owen Percy. Percy's introduction explores the genesis of Wayman's print persona and contextualizes his politically engaged, conversational voice within the pantheon of its various publics. In his afterword, "e;Work and Silence,"e; Wayman reflects on his more than forty years in print as a work poet, and underlines poetry's sustained power to engage readers, invite solidarity, and stoke the fires of critical resistance to the order in which we do things.
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