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Jane Siberry - It Can't Rain All The Time
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Jane Siberry - Calling All Angels
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Jane Siberry - Adam And Eve
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Jane Siberry - Love Is Everything
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Jane Siberry - Above The Treeline
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Jane Siberry - All The Candles In The World
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Jane Siberry - All Through The Night
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Jane Siberry - An Angel Stepped Down (and Slowly Looked Around)
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Jane Siberry - Angel Voyeur
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Jane Siberry - Anytime
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Jane Siberry - Are We Dancing Now?
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Jane Siberry - Are You Burning, Little Candle?
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Jane Siberry - At The Beginning Of Time
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Jane Siberry - Barkis Is Willin'
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Jane Siberry - Begat Begat
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Jane Siberry - Berlin Is Far Away
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Jane Siberry - Bessie
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Jane Siberry - Bound By The Beauty
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Jane Siberry - Broken Birds
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Jane Siberry - Burning Ship
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Jane Siberry - Caravan
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Jane Siberry - Dancing Class
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Jane Siberry - Everything Reminds Me Of My Dog
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Jane Siberry - Extra Executives
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Jane Siberry - False False Fly
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Jane Siberry - First Word
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Jane Siberry - Flirtin' Is A Flo-thing
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Jane Siberry - Foecke
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Jane Siberry - Follow Me
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Jane Siberry - Freedom Is Gold
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Jane Siberry - Goin' Down The River
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Jane Siberry - Goodbye
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Jane Siberry - Goodbye Sweet Pumpkinhead
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Jane Siberry - Grace Hospital
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Jane Siberry - Half Angel Half Eagle
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Jane Siberry - Hockey
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Jane Siberry - Honey Bee
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Jane Siberry - Hope You Have Your Camera
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Jane Siberry - Hotel Room 417
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Jane Siberry - I Muse Aloud
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Jane Siberry - I Paddle My Canoe
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Jane Siberry - In The Blue Light
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Jane Siberry - La Jalouse
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Jane Siberry - Last Word
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Jane Siberry - Lena Is A White Table
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Jane Siberry - Let's Not Talk Now
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Jane Siberry - Lovin' Cup
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Jane Siberry - Map Of The World (part I)
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Jane Siberry - Map Of The World (part II)
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Jane Siberry - Marco Polo
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Jane Siberry - Maria
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Jane Siberry - Mary Had...
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Jane Siberry - Mein Bitte
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Jane Siberry - Mimi On The Beach
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Jane Siberry - Mimi Speaks
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Jane Siberry - Miss Punta Blanca
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Jane Siberry - Nasty And Delicious
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Jane Siberry - Oh My My
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Jane Siberry - Oh My Sister
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Jane Siberry - One More Colour
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Jane Siberry - Puppet City
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Jane Siberry - Red High Heels
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Jane Siberry - Sail Across The Water
- 64
Jane Siberry - See The Child
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Jane Siberry - Seven Steps To The Wall
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Jane Siberry - Slow Tango
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Jane Siberry - Something About Trains
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Jane Siberry - Song To My Father
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Jane Siberry - Sweet Incarnadine
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Jane Siberry - Symmetry (the Way Things Have To Be)
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Jane Siberry - Taxi Ride
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Jane Siberry - Temple
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Jane Siberry - The Bird In The Gravel
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Jane Siberry - The Gospel According To Darkness
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Jane Siberry - The Life In The Red Wagon
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Jane Siberry - The Lobby
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Jane Siberry - The Magic Beads
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Jane Siberry - The Mystery At Ogwen's Farm
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Jane Siberry - The Sky Is So Blue
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Jane Siberry - The Strange Well
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Jane Siberry - The Valley
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Jane Siberry - The Waitress
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Jane Siberry - The Walking (and Constantly)
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Jane Siberry - The White Tent The Raft
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Jane Siberry - This Girl I Know
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Jane Siberry - Trumpeter Swan
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Jane Siberry - Vigil (The Sea)
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Jane Siberry - Viking Heart
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Jane Siberry - Vladimir Vladimir
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Jane Siberry - We Should Be There By Morning
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Jane Siberry - When Last I Was A Fisherman
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Jane Siberry - When Spring Comes
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Jane Siberry - Would You Go
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Jane Siberry - Writers Are A Funny Breed
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Jane Siberry - You Don't Need
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Jane Siberry - You Say I Say
Foecke
Jane Siberry
Who would have known, in the beginning, looking at his tiny unprotected frame, that one day he would grow into the large, granitine form. The primordial eye-of-the-elephant through which humanity would send their anger out, through as many languages as there are languages, through the primordial eye-of-the-elephant out into the universe.
A baby like any other baby.
A child like any other child.
A boy like any other boy.
Until about grade three. And then things began to change. My little Foecke. It began in the schoolyard. Small outrages building up into larger outrages in the childish systems. But these children were too young to pull down the words that they needed to send their inarticulateness out into the greater schoolyard. Then, in one collective moment, they noticed my son, Foecke. And they nicknamed him Fuck.
And so began the story of Fuck. And with each intonation of his nickname, my little son, Foecke, (Fuck) generated into a larger more generous being. His muscles became more defined. His eye became stronger and more constant. And his back grew wide like a stairway to heaven. And with every Fuck! that reached his labyrinthine ears his giantness extended into lumbering and constancy and tank-like purpose.
And as their childish rage grew into men's rage they gravitated towards my son, Fuck. Clambering to be lifted up and to have their anger harmlessly sent out into the universe through his great primordial eye-of-the-elephant. And Foecke, (Fuck), that slow-moving son of mine, the gentle giant, obliged them all. He never said no. He allowed their inarticulate rage to be exhumed in his name, their impotence pressed against the comfort of his broad and constant back. And as the ever-expanding distortions of wisdom and truth triggered even more rage throughout the world, throughout as many languages as there are languages, the Word spread like wildfire. Fuck would accept everyone. None would be turned away. All could send out their most important message just by calling upon his name. He would only grunt gently as he bent to take you on. And people came from far and wide and they were not necessarily healed but they were not killed either.
In the beginning there was Foecke.