#MeToo

October 20, 2017.Reading time 2 minutes.

So many have expressed the lasting pain of sexual harassment, exploitation, and rape better than I, and yet, I feel that all of our voices need to be lifted until respect replaces entitlement, and honour becomes instinct. This fight is not new. Nor is it close to being over. For my part, I write. The […]

Life Is Like This

October 13, 2017.Reading time 1 minute.

Biting, the sun’s brilliance – set against a cornflower blue sky – competes with the mustard gold, tangerine orange and chartreuse leaves, shimmering in the breeze the vividness of colours, too sharp for just awakened eyes, begs retreat. I contemplate what I have witnessed, think life is like this: too beautiful at times for words, […]

Another Open Mic

October 5, 2017.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Here’s yours truly reading Absence and They’re Just Family, After All at an Open Mic (only my third). To see the full poems, please click on the links.

A Tapestry of Poems

July 26, 2017.Reading time 2 minutes.

I write poetry. I play with images conjured up while sleeping, until a message appears. (I describe this process in an earlier post: Composing Poetry. ) I’ve noticed that the dreams, and consequently the poems, will follow a particular theme, and I thought it might be interesting to introduce the poems of a series to one […]

“Dear Charlotte Perkins Gilman” Performed

April 18, 2017.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Yours truly ventured out to an open mic, with the support of two of dear friends. Despite how unwell I was feeling, my companions arranged for me to read my poems before I could retreat. This was only my second visit to an open mic poetry session, and I decided to read a personal […]

Shoo, Pity!

A kidney stone, coupled with an infection has set me back five days – two trying to soldier through the pain, and three pursuing medical answers. Anyway, I’m on the mend, tired already of this foray into self-pity. Tomorrow, I keep telling myself, is a new day. (Image my own)

Anticipation

Wildlife flirtsblossoms singair vibratessun and rain Birds and beesbuzz in harmonybut a single notethrills my senses Canada Geesesquabble and waddlewhile Mallard Momherds young into reeds A splash signalspresence of beaver,but my ear is fixatedeyes scanning green For a glimpseof brilliant orangecapped with black –Baltimore Oriole (Image my own)