by Gord Sellar
The ocean split open, yielding fish
covered in scales the color of a moon,
with loud voices. They spoke like Oxford dons,
like Turkish sailors, and Argentine women.
I looked into the nets, and wondered to myself
what, in the name of the gods, this could mean.
— Iksan, 2002
For those not acquainted with the Andreas Karavis hoax, see here. For those who are acquainted with it, I studied with its perpetrator during 1999-2000 at Concordia University, and heard stories and reminiscences about Karavis all semester long… I missed the launch somehow — I think I was ill at the time — but heard the rest of the story in 2001 or 2002.
February 8, 2012