Alright friends. Here is my reading of the rest of the preface to my poetry anthology "Zen is Now." I will be reading the 1st poem in my next video. So stay tuned!
Monday, June 27, 2022
Monday, May 30, 2022
Thursday, May 26, 2022
Poetry Anthology Book Release Reading
Here's a video of me reading my contributed poem in George Wallace's Anthology book: NYC From the Inside, hosted by the folks @ Great Weather. It was great seeing so many of the poetry family and being a part of a live performance again.
-Obsidian
Friday, May 20, 2022
In Memory of Sallie Canada
18th of May marked the 6th anniversary of my mother, Sallie's passing from this earthly scene. Always the week after Mother's Day. Well, i've been a little remiss this year. So, here's my post-a pic of my dear mother way back when she was just 17. Here's to you, Sallie Canada. All of my love! (Can you hear Robert Plant singing "All of my Love" in the background?)
Monday, May 02, 2022
Zen Is Now Anthology Part 2 Preface
Okay, folks! This is Zen is Now Part 2, which is the follow-up of my previous video. Here I will be reading from the preface of my poetry anthology, "Zen is Now," and elucidating upon some of it's contents. So, tune and enjoy the ride!
-Danei Canada aka Obsidian
Saturday, April 30, 2022
Zen is Now Anthology YouTube Reading
I am the NYC poet Obsidian and this is the introduction video to a series of videos featuring the spoken word poetry from my anthology, "Zen is Now." You can also follow me or send messages to me through my social medias: https://www.facebook.com/daniel.canada3/ https://twitter.com/lordlumiel or by email: lordlumiel@yahoo.com Thanks for tuning in and enjoy the ride!
Sunday, March 27, 2022
Of King Author's Legend
Graves of dozens of kings
from the time of King Arthur uncovered in Britain
By Tom Metcalfe published 1 day
ago
Up to 65 burials of kings
and queens have been discovered.
The graves of dozens of what may have been
early British kings, queens, princes and princesses from the era of the
mythical King Arthur have been revealed by a new study.
It suggests that British royal graves dating
from between the fifth and the seventh centuries A.D. have been overlooked
until now, possibly because they weren’t elaborate and contained no valuable
grave goods.
The research reconsiders archaeological
evidence from a little-understood period of British history, between the end of
Roman rule and the late Anglo-Saxon kingdoms — a time traditionally described
by the legends of King Arthur.
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The new study by Ken Dark, an emeritus
professor of archaeology and history at the University of Reading in the United
Kingdom, identifies what may be up to 65 graves of post-Roman British kings and
their families at about 20 burial sites across the west of England and Wales,
including the modern English counties of Somerset and Cornwall.
The British continued to rule in what are now
the west of England, Wales, and parts of Scotland in the centuries after the
end of Roman rule in Britain in the early fifth century, while the invading
Anglo-Saxons settled in the east.
But while Anglo-Saxon rulers of the time were
given elaborate burials with valuable and ornate grave gifts, the Christian
British may have viewed this as a pagan practice, Dark said.
Instead, the British seemed to have buried
their royalty without grave goods in simple graves without stone inscriptions
alongside the graves of common Chistians – although many of the royal graves
were enclosed by a rectangular ditch and probably surrounded by a fence that
has since rotted away, he said.
Dark, who is now at the University of Navarra
in Spain, is the author of the study published this month in the Journal of the
Royal Society of Antiquaries of Ireland.
"The royal graves are very
standardized," he told Live Science. "They have some variation, just
like the ordinary graves do — some are bigger, some are smaller, some have only
one grave in the center while others have two or three."
Post-Roman Britain
Roman rule in Britain lasted from A.D. 43,
following a Roman invasion under the emperor Claudius, until about A.D. 410,
when the last Roman troops were recalled to Gaul (modern France) amid internal
rebellions in the Roman Empire and
invasions by Germanic tribes. (The Roman general Julius Caesar invaded
southern Britain in 55 B.C. and 54 B.C., but he didn’t establish permanent
Roman rule.)
Between the fifth and seventh centuries, the
Christian British ruled what are now western England and Wales as a patchwork
of small kingdoms that tried to continue Christian Roman traditions. In the
same period, pagan Germanic tribes — the Angles, Saxons and Jutes, who
originated in the north of Europe — invaded and settled in the eastern
parts of the country.
The legends of King Arthur, who was supposedly
British and Christian, are set in this period, although most historians think
Arthur didn't actually exist. (Dark, however, suggests that a real person or a
fictional hero of that name was famous as early as the sixth century, because
Dark's previous studies have suggested there was a sudden spike in the use of
the name "Arthur" among British and Irish royal families at the
time.)
Dark began his investigation to address a
long-standing archaeological mystery: while many British kings were known to
have lived during this time period, almost none of their graves had ever been
found.
Until this study, the burial of only one
British king from this era was known after being discovered in the northwest of
Wales; an inscription on a gravestone names the person buried there as Catamanus
(Cadfan in Welsh) and declares that he was a king (rex in Latin.)
But Cadfan may have retired from the kingship
to become a monk before his death, and the phrasing of the inscription implies
his grave was being commemorated because of his status as a monk, Dark
said.
Meanwhile, the graves of at least nine
Anglo-Saxon rulers from the period have been found, including one at the
famous ship-burial at Sutton Hoo near
the east coast of England.
Sunday, October 04, 2020
Thanks To All My Readers
I just want to take this time out to say thanks to
all you poets and readers out there, that purchased a copy of my poetry
anthology, “Zen is Now,” online @ the Smashword site. I am sincerely honored to
see so many readers. I hope you all
enjoy the browsing experience.
I also would like to invite those of you who haven’t
already, to purchase a copy. Lastly, I would like to say that I always look
forward to hearing honest feedback from you, if you care to shoot me an email
or social media message.
As always, I’m wishing everyone to stay well during
these trying covid times. So, keep in touch. All the Best!
-Daniel Canada aka Obsidian
Here is the site: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1035093
My email address: lordlumiel@yahoo.com
Saturday, September 26, 2020
Tuesday, September 15, 2020
About Zen is Now Book Release
I just want to take this time out to express my
gratitude to all you poets and readers out there, that purchased an advance,
“Pre-release” copy of my poetry anthology, “Zen is Now,” online @ the Smashword
site. I am sincerely honored to see so many orders. I would like to take this opportunity to
invite those of you who haven’t already, to place your orders in before the
release date of September 26th. Thank you all kindly and I look
forward to hearing feedback from you as well!
Here's the Smashword site: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1035093
-Obsidian
Saturday, September 05, 2020
Farewell Mine Captain Jay Chollick Poet Laureate of the World
No Bio b-s, not for me, just blow-hard pride, dull facts that mask thin poetry -Jay Chollick Madman Speaking New storms up there—thunder in the head—bravado-brained, it bursts! and with such force, that I, with terrifying hands, now coddle meteors! Will myself cruciferous. And briny dazzled, turn sudden clam! owning, as if born into it, its Morbid juice. I will—I must! toward foreign ecstasy, creep newly born—or eel-like, twist; work heavy human into it, find glass and there somehow, re-silver Youth and touch in mirrored memory the acned boy; slim blush and fumbled sexuality—to be ingenious! To throw off cells, leap leaping from oneself, pop-eyed and singing madrigals!—to be another’s bloodline, flowing Smooth. But pity—all these flame-lit possibilities, seem repugnant now, they bring me, tugging madness, to the sharpest edge I feel Unhinged. This brain has rust corroded lobes, they make me thrash; or glued to stodgy platforms, make me sit; watch fireflies; the deep bending of a continent, the twilit haze—but not, full-flood organic, to partake of them, to simply Sit; grow thin, dry husked, and papery—to lose the wing; the latitude; the infinity of lines. And who denied their liquid fingers, touches light? This sanity is Too sad for me. I’d rather say—come here magnificence! you be gardenia; and I, turning leather—oxford or anklestrap, I’m someone’s Shoe





