“between the history/and the archives”


When you spend nearly 40 years with a person, particularly a writer, you hear a lot of stories. There’s one my husband John has told many times about his summer as a fledgling archivist, “apprenticed” to Major Matthews, and it has always intrigued me. A poem written that same summer seemed to me to lay out the story on the grass by English Bay and in my mind I saw the story—

rolled out
in a noon-hour

between the history
and the archives

And now he’s written it down! You can read it here: https://bcbooklook.com/2018/01/25/the-unforgettable-major-matthews-2/#more-33483