Today a woman of no measurable age stopped me
to ask where she could buy some meat, and her eyes
filled up with tears when it seemed too far or impossible…
Read MoreToday a woman of no measurable age stopped me
to ask where she could buy some meat, and her eyes
filled up with tears when it seemed too far or impossible…
Read MoreThis new poem of mine appeared this summer in The Literary Review of Canada. “Is it Safe?”
Read MoreVenice Journals is an excerpt of a manuscript in progress, of poems and photographs. It was published in May 2020 just as Venice was stepping out of quarantine. I share it with much respect for that wounded and wondrous city.
Read MoreA new poem, “The Future,” written for The Litter I See Project.
Read More“Happiness is coming for me unexpectedly from the sky somewhere over Thunder Bay, 1125 miles from where I’m heading, 10AM on the wing.”
A new poem in Queen’s Quarterly: “Happiness.”
Last summer I was invited by The Brave Festival of Risk and Failure at Harbourfront to write poems for people on the spot. About 40 folks came over several days and I asked what they needed a poem for and then I wrote it. And then they took it and walked away.
At the start of my shift on the second day, a man was waiting there, eager. No excited. So into it, it made me nervous.
Read MoreTwo new poems in the summer issue of Juniper Magazine. Here's a bit from the first one called, "Speak Heart."
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