Entombed within a thirty-kilometre-deep seam of rock, the fossils of Joggins, Nova Scotia are pried from a cliff-face by a version of the ocean out of which their creatures evolved--for the first time on Earth--more than three-hundred-million years ago. With probing metaphors and a keen eye on science, the poems in Origins create a multi-faceted portrait of evolution, extiEntombed within a thirty-kilometre-deep seam of rock, the fossils of Joggins, Nova Scotia are pried from a cliff-face by a version of the ocean out of which their creatures evolved--for the first time on Earth--more than three-hundred-million years ago. With probing metaphors and a keen eye on science, the poems in Origins create a multi-faceted portrait of evolution, extinction and climate change. Centered on the powerful Bay of Fundy, Origins compares the displaced, prehistoric marks of fossils with cultural marks like art and books. These varied poems observe eternal traces and lingering residues, from fossilized footprints to landscape sculpture to pollution and industrialization. With only one bone in a billion fossilized and a perpetually changing planetary surface, these celebratory yet cautionary poems also investigate chance, loss and ruin. The intersection of forces, which both create and destroy, are echoed by poems devoted to transitory art, the human addiction to energy, and an evolving media history (from nineteenth-century field drawings to twenty-first-century digital libraries). Origins is a nuanced ledger for a troubled world....
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Depending on your mindset, Whetter’s title evokes images of either a bearded man talking monkeys or Hugh Jackman in a wife-beater. Whetter’s language is as evocative and diverse throughout. He explores science, ecology, religion, education, cities, counties, sex, art, the foibles of men, and centrally: Joggins, the origin/of all life on land, and the world’s best fossil record of the coal age (right in NS!), 300 million years ago. Whetter reveres Joggins’ scientific importance, bitterly skewers its obscurity and our generally misplaced priorities: billion-kissed fossils/pilfered by the bucketful while/local school kids/colour photocopies/of Johnny Appleseed. Such pontification and diatribes could be boring as a textbook, but with Whetter the emotion is ever-present, the references are poppy and the wordplay is deft: mitosis for millions of years/genetically just/your own ass on the copier. You’ll cringe at times, shake your fists and say “Goddamn right” at others. You’ll learn and you’ll like it.