Category Archives: Poetry

Fallen Apples

In a specimen book produced by Gaspearau Press for National Poetry month, I found some selections from Ross Leckie’s Gravity’s Plumb Line including the poem “Apples”. I like the description of windfalls as perfections that paradise couldn’t hold. which in … Continue reading

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Tall Thin Lines of Alliance

In Viewing Trees I isolate a line by Eavan Boland describing a stand of poplars and the slim commentary suggests how very evocative the line is. Consider now “K219, Adagio” from Jan Zwicky Songs for Relinquishing the Earth whose last … Continue reading

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Floral Gatherings

I am reminded of a line from my own musings upon how at summer’s end in northern Ontario the fields fallow and being reclaimed by the bush provide a show that is “August all goldenrod and aster”. I have been … Continue reading

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All Hallows Eve

A bit of haiku grinning / mouth month pumpkin pie / sliced / slashed gone // all swallowed For some reason all those back slashes remind me of a title There’s a Trick with a Knife I’m Learning to Do: … Continue reading

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Anthem

Today there is a dyke march in the city. In honour of the marchers and the onlookers, “Epistle to Tasha” by Rita Mae Brown selected for inclusion in Out of the Closets: Voices of Gay Liberation edited by Karla Jay … Continue reading

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On or at the edge

I am fascinated by where the claims of poets might carry the reader. Take for instance the following view from Don McKay, Griffin Poetry Prize nominee, as reported in The Toronto Star Jun 04, 2007 My view is that poetry … Continue reading

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Shapes

“Micromelismata” by Michele Leggott graphs quantities and quantities of little kisses and its layout on two side by side pages (in DIA) (re)traces lip to lip contact. Having dwelt in that poem it is perhaps no wonder that I see … Continue reading

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Observations

Sometimes lines come to you lizard skin (of) lychees dusted with clay aching for the context of a larger poem. And so for day 170 02.06.2007

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Seasonings

In December 1999, I sent out to a distribution list the following wintery lines Through and past the powdery snow Through and past the wet slush Kathleen Beall responded: into the spring and the returning songbirds into the spring and … Continue reading

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Treeworks

The metaphor works its way through time in Wanda Campbell’s poem “Family Tree” from Haw [Thorn] my father’s family is as clear as the sap his father squeezed from the trees each sweet spring his mother only four at her … Continue reading

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