Firefighter, archeologist, mad scientist, doctor, nurse, prime minister, teacher, writer, movie star, policeman. “What do you want to be when you grow up?”, the encouragement of grade one ambitions most likely thwarted by bad luck or practical considerations once coddling questions disappeared. Left in an over-stuffed room to paw through the shelves and wonder what [...]
I was looking for a wedding song for a friend, tossing around the idea of putting a poem to music rather than doing a conventional/ridiculous love song. Found this, and although it’s not what I needed it moved me to share it. Mary Oliver is on the top of my favourite poets list these days. [...]
Each morning
I am waking poetry;
you read my body
with your hands.
Hear the shape of my words
tactile,
deciding
which form I am today.
Sonnet, ballad, free verse, ode?
Bringing me coffee you climb
back into
warmth written
over a night
of dreaming. Reading me
a little longer
you, reluctant to
bookmark me
until day’s end.
Haiku, cento, duma?
If I am foreign in the morning
you can tell right away;
epic in [...]
I bought the complete collected works of Carl Sandburg yesterday at a secondhand bookstore in Ottawa – and am sufficiently enamoured of this poem to post it here. It’s a great one for reading outloud. I’m in love with Sandburg at the moment.
Hammers Pounding
Grant had a sledgehammer pounding and pounding and Lee had a sledgehammer [...]
Below the cut I have included the short story All Summer in a Day – which I was reminded of this morning as the sun poured through my windows for the first time in a very long while. Do you remember the story? It was on the curriculum when I was in Jr. High – [...]
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