The relationship between cats and writers is as old as writing and domesticated cats. … More In our arts we find our bliss
This is a link to the incomparable Neil Gaiman’s website, and a video he and his wife Amanda Palmer and a lot of other talented people did of Leonard Cohen’s Democracy. It’s stunningly beautiful and moving, and all proceeds from purchase of the track (you don’t need to purchase to see it) go to Pen … More Democracy Melting….
This verse was my visceral response to being at the site referenced in it. It’s not my greatest verse, but the image and the impact stay with me. December 29, 1890 (July 30, 2001) The wind is the first thing; that, And the silence. Dry land, brown bent grasses, Blue sky. In the valley, where … More Wind and Silence
Angels Unaware The hollow hills return their travellers Lost and out of time On the unsubstantial streets. The boy panhandling on Yonge Has no shadow, and will live forever. Seven crows are silent among the pigeons in the square; In the haven of the Spit, a white ship, un-noticed, Waits to sail west. In the … More A Verse for All Hallows’ Eve
These two poems reflect just a little of the awe and joy watching birds has given me over the last forty years. … More Two Verses
Nassagaweya Township is where I live. Still mostly rural, it is dominated by rock and swamp and small fields, and was first settled in the early-to-mid 1800s. The lives and labour of those first settlers, who cleared huge tracts of hardwood and white pine, dragged enormous boulders to build boundary walls, and quarried limestone for … More Two Sonnets