I’ve been thinking about little things the last few days. Like the preposition, ‘everyone’. As a poet every word is important and I’ve given more thought to the choice of a pre...Read More
What a crazy, crazy season we are in. I don’t think any of us are fully feeling it really. But we aren’t speculating anymore, we’re doing, isolating, restricting the probability of t...Read More
It was my next door neighbour Sara who had the crocuses in her garden. I’m not much of a gardener (and by not much, I mean not at all, if I’m honest). I’ve been hopeful of course, I ...Read More
Do you have these moments? It happens inexplicably, in a flash — the whole of your own story washes over you in a way that leaves you kind of breathless? It’s kind of ‘life flashes b...Read More
How can it possibly be that 20 years have passed since Emma claimed a space in our lives? It’s become a bit of a tradition to write an Emma poem for her birthday. I’m not sure why exactly....Read More
Christmas proper is a mixed bag – the celebration that is, not the sacred truth (although maybe what I really mean then is, Christmas improper!). We work hard to hold what’s special about ...Read More
How do you define beautiful? I worry that the definition has become too small, or that we allow our perceptions to be programmed by media and advertising. Beauty is a gift, identified by the way it st...Read More
As a child I loved the trips we made to visit family. Frequently we drove north through Calgary to Red Deer and Sylvan Lake to be with my Mom’s family, but we also went at least two times a year...Read More
Even on holidayI rise earlyto let the day inand witness the lightresurrect a landscape. Outside,the Grey Jays, alreadydressed in morning coats, playat gathering breakfast – butterfliesunfortunat...Read More
Prairie Girl Especially hereI am at home. My soul inhales,long and slowand my eyes strokethe impossible horizon,as my heart undressesunder the expanse. The Prairieis vulnerability, an entranceto etern...Read More